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Well, training is just about winding to a close and I will officially be sworn in as a volunteer. I start work on Monday already for the WWF. Two things, if you are interested in mailing me books, magazines, papers, your basic media mail, go to the post office and apply for “Mbag” status. I think that is what it is called. It is media mail at the international level for government workers…I think. If you are interested in giving me a helping hand, you can paypal me and I have access to the money down here, even 5$ helps. I am broke all the time and make virtually nothing. That’s if from me for now.

In the midst of a harrowing tale of the Great Depression a noise caught my attention briefly. Then nothing. I waited. Then again, I heard a “yip” off in the distance, enough to pique my interest and I set down the Steinbeck novel to investigate. I jumped from my resting place, rushed from my room and through the kitchen. The sound of small pups wimpering continued to fill the air. I made my way down the steps to the flat beneath the house and stopped. I heard the noises but saw nothing. Where are the puppies? I hear them but they must be…in the drainage ditch. All four of them: John, Paul, George and Ringo had made their way into the drain and could not get out, they were too little. The noises continued, wimpering and squealing as I closed in on the three pups that I saw. Their mother, the bitch named Poopie, just layed there looking vacantly off into the distance. Worthless dog. John, Paul and Ringo were plucked out of the muck one by one and placed on the cement floor. Where was the last one? He had made his way three feet further up in the slime and was just as filthy. I grabbed him by the nape and emerged him in the rain water that had collected in the barrel next to the drainage ditch, then Ringo, and John and finally Paul. They had been covered in a filth that smelled of human waste, wrought and mold. Now they were clean, not squeaky, but nonetheless, they were safe. The four dogs were dried off and placed in a cubby hole off to the side of the tool shed. Shivering, the dogs yapped and squealed and were still no better off than they were when in the muck. They were sure to catch cold. I ran up the steps and around the corner of the kitchen to my room and grabbed three old shirt, ruined with mildew and mismatched colored washes. The shirts were brought back to the pups and in turn, they were wrapped up, snug, warm and comfortable. They soon fell asleep and all I could do was hope that they didn’t die of pneumonia. Meanwhile, the worthless mutt of a mother swaggered over, looked at the pups listlessly and continued to the yard looking for a bit to eat.

That was my night last night, never a dull moment in Guyana!

Here are some pics off of a Guy 12 website… these are pics of Guyana and Mocha, where I am living right now…check them out….

I have a wish list if anyone wants to mail me anything:

Oreos
Sugar free Kool Aid
Trail Mix
August 2003 Playboy
Mail, letters, Write me!
A sprint phone card
An old ericson phone without a sim card
Books
Old USA Today’s
Light weight x-large T-shirts
A laptop, seriously, I will need one!!!
Books on Business, the GMAT and Entrepeneurialism

That’s it for now! Use the address below to send stuff!

I finally received my job placement this week and have also found a suitable apartment in a really nice and safe neighborhood, so no worries anyone! I got a job working with the World Wildlife Fund and for now, I won’t go into too many details for security reasons, but it looks as though I really lucked out with great position! My housing is pretty nice as well and is within walking distance to my job, the marketplace and other volunteers in Georgetown. Not such a bad deal.

I broke my CD/mp3 player, so if anyone wants to send my a new one, feel free! I have no music, I have no idea what I am going to do! Ahhhh! I may just ask my sister to send me my iPod.

Send my mail! No one writes me letters! What is going on, does no one love this lonely Peace Corps. volunteer? Anywho, things are great, this week I will be working with the WWF just to get a feel for how my job will work and what my tasks will be. I am pretty excited as I should be and things are really taking off. As always, keep me in your thoughts and prayers.

Ciao for now!