I’m pretty sure I haven’t mentioned anything about Mamajan lately, so here it goes. She stayed in Bishkek. That was never the original plan. We adopted her so we could keep her forever and I was ready to bring her back to the US with us. Once we learned that Farrell got a job offer …
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Cat Show in Bishkek
I first heard about a cat show hosted in Bishkek over a year ago (maybe even two), but news about the event had only ever reached me after it had already happened. Until now. I went to a cat show in Bishkek, and it may have been the best day ever. I had a few …
a busy week at the office
My business in Bishkek essentially works based on contracts. It’s hard to sum up what we do in terms that are general enough to encompass everything, while also being specific enough to give a satisfying response, because it really does vary from month to month, project to project. On the one hand, this is great …
my war on stuff
Maybe it’s because I’ve moved so often in the past six years (I’ve never lived in one place for more than 12 months, most places less than that), but I’m extra conscious about the amount of stuff I own and constantly thinking about how to reduce it. It’s looking more likely that Year 3 might …
doughnut break
When it rains, it pours. I have a recent blog draft outlining my fears that things at the company were fizzling out and it might be signaling the possible end to Kirstin in Kyrgyzstan. Then we started work on a decent-sized project. Then we were awarded a bigger one. Then I got news about an …
Winter in Bishkek
Good morning, Bishkek! Here are a few inches of snow for you. But Mamajan doesn’t care.
another earthquake
I didn’t even consider that Kyrgyzstan was prone to earthquakes when I decided to move here. I don’t know if that would have changed my mind, but a lot of rumors (and some legitimate warnings) seem to be floating around now that “the big one” will strike in the next year or so. There was …
going to the vet
Mamajan has been acting up lately. Howling, scratching at the door, calling out to all of the gross strays that hang out behind our apartment. Depriving me and Farrell of our precious sleep. So off I went, clutching a moaning Mamajan, to a veterinarian on the far side of town. So far, in fact, that …
Mamadjan update
Getting bigger, so she’s now getting stuck in the tiny crevices she previously loved to explore. And she’s getting more adventurous, bolting to the door ready to pounce into the outside world every time we open it. She’s also getting more brazen with attempting to claw her way up the lovely carpets that hang on …
now it’s serious
We got a cat.