26 May 2008

Tis Birthday Time!

Yes, it was that time of year when we all celebrate the anniversary of the Crazy Unfortunate's abrupt arrival. Such as it seems our fate as of late, it was once again immediately after PCSing to a new location to where of course we know no-one; however in true mutiny of our temporary fate, we made the best of it and ended up celebrating it in three parts. Don't just endure your fate, embrace it! Then find a way to pick it's pockets.
We celebrated her birthday in three parts, was not planned that way but we took what was given and just ran with it. The goals of this day to be accomplished was: make chocolate cake, go swimming with family, see Prince Caspian the movie and eat at the ramen house Sailor-studman took everyone to.

In a leisurely manner we got up around 08:40 ate, watched vh1's videos, got the hair did complete with the "I'm 5," berets I wore in my hair when I turned 5yr and the First Unfortunate wore in her hair when she turned 5yr--I procrastinated since Sailorman said he would call from the ship--out at sea--to wish a happy birthday. Got the call along with some news on what I need to do to get the ball rolling a bit faster for our p-house. No problem, right? Wrong; however I managed to keep my center with the cheerful reminders of such by the Unfortunates themselves, while silently telling all I had to deal with they should be thankful that it is the special day of the Crazy one or I would take your head right here and now the use it to get the attention of the next in line till I got what I wanted.Despite my very un-aiki thoughts and feelings, I let the girls get their wish and we ate at McDonald's *gag* and after another paperwork stop,we made it to the pool an hour later than planned. We got the First Unfortunate out of swim team practice and had a blast fooling around in the pool. An hour later, we jumped out of the pool and got ready to see the opening show of Prince Caspian here on base with our friend Keri--our partner in crime for movie going. It was number one for the Unfortunates, especially the Crazy one... what sealed the deal was the brief kissing scene between the oldest girl and Prince Caspian himself. Yeah, the Crazy's a romantic--someone pass Sailor-studman the bottle of Tums extra strength, thankx!

We made it home, and me being too tired physically and mentally (I was still simmering over what transpired earlier in the day), I didn't want to burn the cake and really make a smashing end to a day I felt guilty for infringing on already. The cake was not made earlier in the day due to me forgetting that we needed a cake pan, since this isn't my house, but a hotel. We had to squeeze in buying that with all the paperwork fiasco earlier in the day.

The next day we all felt refreshed and ready to just have a lazy day of pajamas, t.v. and cake! I made the cake with a new bunt pan and despite only having a too old squeeze tub of ready made frosting--yes it is green, that is what the Crazy wished for to go with the sprinkles, or as the east coasters call it, 'jimmies,'--the cake turned out good a bit too sweet for everyone, but it was good enough for the Unfortunates to try to connive another piece. It wasn't what we normally have but there is only so much you can do grocery wise here... we were lucky they had a box cake that was a bit more than just chocolate; this one was chocolate pudding fudge. I am definitely making the next birthday cake from scratch so we can have our devil's food cake with dark chocolate. frosting. The First Unfortunate is requesting strawberry cake with dark chocolate frosting for her birthday, I am all over that one and it is going to be good! Later that night we went out in the rain--discovered that the windshield wipers were crap; bought new ones and changed them in the rain with the Unfortunates cheering me on as I fight with the *insert colorful descriptive words* blades, then set off--to one of my favorite stores here, Homes. We looked and shopped around a bit then came home, to sit up late watching the new Avatar dvd; we love The Avatar series.

Today (okay, it is officially nearly 2hr past that day now), we finished celebrating the Crazy One's birthday by walking off base to Sailorman's ramen house. It really hit the spot and was delicious! We walked on to Diae Mall and strolled around, did a little shopping and returned, had Jose Ole's Taquitos, cherries from Diae grocery store and cake. T'was a good day. I do have a worry though, Crazy one is complaining of having a hard time breath in her neck, I am hoping that it is really nothing and just a small reaction to all the shell fish that we stumbled upon while shopping for food off base. I really must schedule a doctor's appointment Tuesday for her and her allergies. We need to see exactly what she is allergic too. So far it is perceived as shellfish and mold. Being in the land of the Rising Sun, sea food is EVERYWHERE, I shouldn't have to battle for this like I had to in Monterey, yet if I do heads will roll and I shall use their still twitching corpses to reach to person who will work with us.

So on that note, the three day long celebration of the Crazy Unfortunate ones' birthday was a success. She loved it and is so happy to finally be one more year closer to (Studman, your gonna want to grab the Imodium AD to go with the Tums for this one) that sacred day when she shall be a TEENAGER!!! She feels that they are the pinnacle of childhood and the coolest things out there. She is in total awe that her sister is going to reach that day in a mer 3.5 years.

Happy Birthday Chickpea!

22 May 2008

Our P-Home


FINALLY,

We have found a home that I like--for the second time; and unlike the first house I picked this one was truly up for rental. I say I, 'cause the Unfortunates would have us living in anything that had four walls,a roof, toilet, closests to play hide and seek in, and was off base. I am a bit more discriminating and required it to be no longer than 20 min drive from base, 20min walk max to a train station, newer than 18yr old (mold allergy of the crazy Unfortunate one), and willing to take dogs.

18 May 2008

PCS Move To Japan with Our Dog (as of Aug2022 info still correct)

Sadie, Sadie, Our Pretty Lady.
Sadie, Sadie, Our Spotted Lady.
Sadie, Sadie, Our Only Greybaby.

How did we PCS (permanent change of station) with our greyhound to Japan? It wasn’t easy, but then again if it was easy it wouldn’t be considered a military privilege to do so then, and that would take all the fun in hunting down the closest to true answers you are going to get out of each office/personnel you ask regarding this exact situation. So here is the gouge on getting your pet—dog or cat only, that is all that is allowed via Uncle Sam’s rules.

1.) Once you find out that you are PCSing overseas find out if you can take your pet with you. So far, I have yet to hear of a place that will not allow dogs or cats.

2.) If it looks like it is a serious PCS then start with the procedures for making your pet viable for overseas travel to the country in question. Do this even if you haven’t the orders in hand. Perhaps you don’t get those orders, but let’s say you did—three weeks before you are to leave. It is easier to live without your stuff for a few weeks due to late shipping, than it is to get a pet importation ready. It may be a pain, but as long as you can do all the steps or most via the military vet then it won’t be much pain—it is much less painful if you are a responsible pet owner and get your pet checked at least once a year, AND updated vaccinations.

3.) Search, search, and search! You cannot do enough research on importation procedures of bringing cats and dogs overseas. Find out not just what the foreign country’s policies and rules are, but also what SOFA agreements have been hammered out for US personnel. SOFA (Status Of Forces Agreement) policies often make it easier for the military family/person to set up living overseas, such as amending quarantine to just on military base kennel/housing, i.e. Japan.

4.) Next you must decide whether or not you really are willing to go through all the hoops it takes to not just get the pet official, but the reality of being a pet owner overseas. You may think finding homes for rent Stateside is hard, finding rentals or available base housing that accommodates pets can be twice the work OCONUS (Outside of the Continuous United States). Not care to or bother with understanding a family’s want of their beloved pet; however where there seems little support, you will find even more when you let others know of your need for finding that home or getting the paperwork filled out.

5.) If you decided yes, whatever your reasons, then you need to get hooked up with your personal veterinarian, and better yet your military veterinarian. You want to go through the military vet due to price and due to the probability that you will be able to avoid USDA certification thanks to the lovely SOFA—at least that is true with Japan. Perhaps others have more info regarding other OCONUS sites, and shall chime in... Any day now…

Now I am going to go over the papers that you need and guidelines to live by for PCSing to Japan.

1.)      You must have your dog/cat microchipped!!! Your pets ID, papers and every aspect of your pet’s livelihood via paper work, revolve around its microchip number.

2.)Your pet must be over 12 months old before you export/import… Thus don’t have the pet turning 1 year old on the day it is exported/imported… It is easier that way.

3.)     If your pet has not had it’s rabies shots and boosters with its microchip number, especially in the last year for its booster, it is simpler to just put your pet through the paces of the double round of rabies shots. We had two greyhounds, 6 and 4 years old who were rescued as retired racers and were not microchipped till we adopted them. Also they were still not up for any rabies booster till summer; when we were suppose to be in Japan. To make life easier, for us not the four legs, I put them through the first rabies round then, 30 days later for the second rabies round. Each time I ensured that our civilian vet printed out a rabies certificate with the dog’s microchip number, date of shot, type of shot (Japan ONLY accepts killed rabies virus vaccines), manufacturer, and lot number of shot, and the vet’s signature. You need to ensure that that is all on the certificate when coming from a civilian vet. It is life simplified down the road.

4.) Next the sacred FAVIN test. This must be done no earlier than 30 days after the rabies booster, or as in our case the second shot, and this is where SOFA sponsored personnel get to by pass the hell of extreme quarantine. As soon as the blood draw for the test is officially received by the lab, which will perform the test for the number of rabies antibodies, your pet’s quarantine begins and it has exactly 180 days from that moment—as long as your pet passes—on, of quarantine. Quarantine is held stateside, or on US military installation soil (base kennel, or base housing), or at Japanese kennel facilities (which are very expensive and if you have dogs the size of ours or larger, you will be very hard pressed to find kennels that can fit your dog).

For the FAVIN blood draw, you will really want to try to get that done through a military veterinarian. It is very cost effective for the procedure and they mail the blood work for you at an excellent price. For us it only cost us $40 for two dogs including the courtesy shipping of $10. Good luck getting that through a civilian vet. Another bonus for going through a military vet is due to the APHIS/USDA seal/endorsement per form and paperwork you are having made official. That means each and every piece of paper attached to your feline or canine regarding export/import. There is a fee and they can't really nail down the price until you arrive with all that you have. Be armed with all you need to know before calling them to get an appointment to have everything certified--including your pet's health certificate that is given no more than 10 days prior to exit from country. They are just there to do the job of certification, not to give you info on what to do if you are a clueless military sap who is looking for any form of help or guidance. I discovered this by trial and error of 9 phone calls. This is what pushed me to just make the drive out to the military vet office that was closest to me. If you are reading this and have recent experience of getting everything endorsed via APHIS/USDA vet office, please send in your guide.

Now the paper work you MUST have, and this is the work that I had since I went solely through a military vet, it was worth the 177 mile journey each way.

MDJ OP Form 2209
DD form 2209 (2 pgs)

Civilian vet Health certificate, only if you did not go through a military vet for it.

VET LAB FORM D-132a. This is your request for FAVN-OIE Rabies Antibody Test. This is the paper that is sent per dog or cat's blood work. Then it is sent back with the results filled in at the bottom by the lab along with the Date/Time Received, stamped at the top.

Department of the Army Acclimation Certificate (only if you went through a military vet), or the civilian vet equivalent.

Original signed copies of each of the Rabies Certificates that must include the dog/cat's microchip number.

Print out of your pet's heath record (this is for when you get to the new destination, you have history of your pet--only if you want, but it is a good idea to get a hold of this if you can)

6.) Now that you have all this, hook yourself up with a copy place and make two copies of everything. One copy for the carrier, and one copy for you. ALWAYS keep the originals in your possession--DO NOT LET THEM GO. The only ones the Japanese quarantine officials care about are the originals; these will be stamped and these are what the vet at your new duty station will require of you too.
I have found with the help of others, that if you have already had the FAVIN done on your pet, then it is good in Japan only for 2 years from the date it was administered, and yes you need the paper work to prove it! So, if you just came from Italy or the UK where it is good for three years, you need to go through the testing again if it will be beyond 2 years of the test once you arrive to Japan.

7.) Once you get your FAVIN test results back and they are good, you find out that you are flying commercial air, you need to obtain a Notification of Importation Approval Number or you SHALL BE HELD in export/import quarantine HELL!!!! Well, perhaps not that bad... okay, yes, it will make your life seem as if you are in pergatory without this very important number that is in fact very simple to receive. You get this via the Importation Form that you can fax or walk in--if you are in Japan, then you can go to Narita airport and walk the papers in yourself and wait a bit to get your approval number. For the rest of us, faxing that paper to Narita Branch (Narita Airport Terminal 2) is what you will be doing. I requested for the number to be emailed to me, but if you have access to a fax then you can very easily have it faxed to you. A warning to those waiting for the email: they send it NOT in pdf format. So you will have your number then a bunch of gobbolli-gook. If you are as lucky as I was in that, then you need to get on the phone and call the quarantine office in Narita (Japan business hours only) and 1-4 people later you will have your number confirmed. It was a good thing that our family placed the call cause what was emailed to us was missing the last 4 numbers. Keep it simple when calling. State you are confirming Approval number for dog/cat, your last name and airline you are coming on.

This Approval number is THE sacred number when flying Japan commercial air. You must put this number at the top of all of your Japanese import paper work that you and hopefully our vet helps you fill out.

Official Japanese site that gives the forms you need and the directions on what to do
http://www.maff.go.jp/aqs/english/animal/dog/import-free.html#notification

Here is a the PDF brochure from Japan's Animal Quarantine Services https://www.maff.go.jp/aqs/english/pdf/aqs_info_eng.pdf

Scroll down the to bottom of this page and print out: Importation Form: Dog and Cat; and the Recommended Certification Form A and Form B (this form is two pages). File out all the Japanese paperwork in BLUE or RED ink only. NO BLACK!


Alright. That is all I have to give to you for the moment. This is everything that I had and we flew through customs in 25min. Be sure to be organized, keep your people papers in one packet/folder and your canine/feline papers in another. Makes for quick work through your actual travel and saves you a headache in the process. Stay cool and calm through it all, be patient, kill them with kindness, be flexible and resourceful. You can do this especially when armed with all you need and knowledge. And remember, there is always something you didn't know.

11 May 2008

Happy Mother's Day!!!

Mom and Grandma,
On this day;
May you eat something decadently delicious.
May you get a break from it all.
May you actually get to do something you want to do.

I got to sleep in, and since Sailorman is gone, I got the whole bed to myself. Maybe, the Unfortunates and I will leave the Navy Lodge room, perhaps... but I am feeling quite lazy!

Love and Miss you dearly,
Your Oldest Baby and Grandbaby

Photo Testing


I am trying out posting photos, now that I have given you the run down on how we got here, now I can conscience post what is happening now. That will include photos when possible, So here are a few and hope it all goes well.

The first one is of our Dear Sailor Studman, who left us mid July '07 pushing into a 40 waist, and came back to us a 32 waist. Mad Luv to you Baby!!!

Second is of what Sailorman has dubbed Suicide-girl, due to all the things our mutt has eaten and not died of.
To those lazy dog days; May they back come soon!

10 May 2008

From There to Here

Okay,
Some have wanted to know what transpired between getting here from there.
Here it is.
Ready?

After finding out family had to be up and gone to San Diego by the 23 April, I made a couple of calls to the military veterinarian in Lemoore California, 177 miles from Monterey--one way. CPT. Heuvel DVM, and her staff worked with us and put us on the books for 22nd to do lovely Suicide-girl, Sadie's Health certificate. Even though the vet office was closed for that week... Bless them! Hustled out the door, on the road by 05:30hrs, and in NAS Lemoore by 08:04--66min before our appointment. Perhaps I have a lead foot. Omni-Domni (making quasi blessing motion), and back on the road by 10:40; Damn, I am good... shit; the gas gauge is sitting about 1 millimeter from 1/2 tank as I merge onto I-5N. Honda van and us, made it back and pulled up to the NPS gas station at exactly 13:02 hrs, 3min after the E light turned on. Alright, I have a lead foot, and man, our van really does well on highway miles. Drive back to our temp abode (much love and props to Matt and Yoko!) and crash to later pack and prepare for our final exit from Monterey, go to our beloved Dojo's farewell, then leave the next morning at 04:30.


During the farewell at California Pizza Kitchen (CPK), I was gifted by not just gorgeous earrings from Sensei, but by the show of people who have come to mean so much to my family, myself and my personal growth. Okay, so perhaps I lived at the dojo for a better part of my last year there, but I was on a mission: my time was drawing nigh, and I wanted to leave and be able to look back and say that I did all that I could and took as much as I could, as I was, in that time and space. I could say much more, but I DID promise a somewhat quickie.

While there I got sage advice to just let my body wake up when it is ready, since I was dead tired from a few days of little sleep. Besides, as Sensei Michael said, LA traffic is ever present, and leaving early would most likely put me into the tail end of the morning commute. So, 22:30 me and the Unfortunates left, with sad heart, but excited minds for the journey ahead. I set my alarm for 04:45, finished packing by 2am, took a nap and woke up exactly when my body said to… 05:37. Looked at my phone and discovered that I did set the alarm—for pm, when the Unfortunates and I awakened from our nap—yesterday. Curses! It worked out for the best though; with good byes said we were back on the road at 06:45 and made OUTSTANDING time to San Diego airport to pick up Sailor Studman at 13:04. And no, this is no fart in the wind—the slowest we went in LA was 68 mph, on a Wednesday, which was not a holiday.

All this time, I was on hot standby for the Phone Call—the call from Newport, RI’s naval admin to say that the Dependent Entry Approval (DEA) came in. You know; the paper you need in order to actually PCS to a foreign country with your dependents? Of course it didn’t make it, but after only being with Sailorman for a total of 20 days since mid July of ’07, the Unfortunates and I could have cared less about some little sacred document like that… at least for the time being. After the meet’n greet, food and walking the dog, we all piled back into the van and said goodbye to Sailorman for his flight at 18:30 to Seattle. Sailorman and I did contemplate sending the girls with him since he did have their tickets and we were certain that the Navy would have the DEA by time they crossed the big puddle to Japan; then again it IS the Navy and we really weren’t in the mood to play Russian roulette. Sticking with Plan C,* we kissed the Sailor goodbye and planed to meet up with him no later than Sunday, Japan time.

*Plan A:
Unfortunates fly with Sailor Studman to Japan, I fly with Suicide-girl thanks to the Navy (who changed our orders) not accommodating our dog, which was written on our orders, on a Japanese airline and not on the MAC (Military Airlift Cattle/no, Command) Flight
Plan B:
Unfortunates fly with Sailor regardless of DEA (since this situation came to light Wednesday at ticket acquisition time).
Plan C:
We cash our chips and take it in the pocket for flying the Unfortunates with me and Sadie.

Thanks to Trish and Sarah, we all crashed at our second temp home, this time in San Diego, (were the next day at 4am I am awakened by Sailorman; the DEA did arrive, and he is about to board his flight to Japan in 2hrs.), where Friday, (after waiting for Suicide-girl’s Japanese import notification approval number) I purchased 1 adult and 2 children for the next day flight at the cost of $2,178. Saturday, after arranging for Trish (THANK-YOU) to take our van to a Gucci-like storage facility the next week; Suicide-girl (the dog), The Unfortunates, myself and Trish, drove to the airport. There at the AE commuter ticket counter, an hour and 45min till take off, it was discovered that the dog’s crate was too large. It fit the dimensions of the cargo door—EXACTLY; and I wasn’t in the mood to find whether or not the kennel would fit 2o minutes before take off. Oh the joy. After standing around and me too tired to argue, I quietly pointed out that I did call more than 4 separate times to ensure that the dog’s crate fit… measurements of paper are one thing, actual item is another. Since Suicide-girl was quiet, the kids were quiet (thanks to Nintendo DS’), and I was kind, patient and willing to work with them (like I had any other place to go), they really earned their paycheck and found us shuttle service (after a small kennel couldn’t be found via other airlines) to LAX for only the price of the dog $150. Not the $350 plus $150 for the dog. We left SAN at 10:10, our JAL flight leaves LAX at 13:20. I know, but what other immediate choice was there? I let the Universe have its way, and I joined whole heartedly into the organized chaos. Giving my trust to the ticketing agent which starts with a D, who said that we can make it in time, Carl--our driver and the dilapidated van, that of course had to be filled up with gas 20 minutes into transit; we were off.

FINALLY, arriving 40min before take off (mind you; this is an international flight out of the US), I jump out of the van and look at the three luggage porters that are just lounging there beside us, and say in a very urgent—do you really want to mess with me—tone, “Our plane is leaving in 40 min, where is the JAL counter? I have a large dog in the back with four pieces of luggage, we are military, permanently moving overseas today, WHERE is the JAL counter?!?” I looked them all in the eye, and had the two guys scrambling to help the Carl with luggage, and the lady ran with me and the kids to the closed front desk about 100 yd off. Fortunately, there were two JAL agents—manager and assistant—who immediately got to work when I said which plane we need to be on. Okay, so we could have lived if we missed that flight, but we worked our asses off to be ready, prepared and flexible, just to be jerked around—I was tired and not taking no, or “I’m sorry,” for an answer. The Porter chick who ran us to the counter and came back with our dog and luggage, demanded with a smile that we tip her as required. I only had a twenty left out of the $400 I took out of the ATM. Of course she didn't have $10 for change. Me thinking the bitch she had me cornered, saw the other two porters about to head back without asking for tip. So I gave them a heads up little shout of thankyou while flashing the $20 bill in the air and giving bitch-chick the tip with flare. I smiled as generously as I could and they waved back. I gave them the scent of blood... who knows what came of it.

Anyway, the manager did our paperwork, along with another assistant who materialized out of nowhere, while the original assistant took us and luggage, to the gigantic baggage scanner, ran us back to get our papers, passports; me hand over the $220 for dog; me sign here, here, and there; then the assistant ran us through the airport to the head of the line in security check, then run on to the flight’s gate. We made it, just as the last 30 or so passengers were boarding. Mad props to the assistant who ran the mad dash in three inch heels! Getting aboard and giving the head flight attendant our letter letting them know who we are and that our beloved family dog is coming too, please let us know when she is aboard. After getting seated and being told that we have, “Good news,” our mutt is aboard; I suddenly felt all the nights of little sleep come on. WE MADE IT!!! The plane could have gone down in flames of glory into the ocean; I would not have batted an eye—in fact I would not have lifted an eyelid. Why? Because, I had done everything in my power to complete my mission: to get the rest of this military family to the new duty station, in one piece and as relatively sane as possible. I did and we landed at 16:53 in Narita, Tokyo Japan, 27 April. Through customs and animal quarantine in less than 2 hours, we were in the van provided by the Navy with Sailor Studman along for the ride.
Konbon wa, yokoso Nippon!

06 May 2008

Our OrdMod

Wondering how the family ended up in Japan before the 1 June, when most last saw of me, and I still had a, “few more weeks?” This is our tale, and I shall try to keep this in a few parts (mostly ‘cause I have much else to do). So sit back, send off that last email you have been working on, put YouTube on the back page, grab your computer snack and let me spin you a yard of our suddenly accelerated, journey to my family's new place of residence. 

 The OrdMod. 
 Monterey 10 April: 
 After the Unfortunates and I finished our good night read--me on the air mattress, them on the futon, lights out, my trusty Light Wedge and our good book; The Boy in the Striped Pajamas, by John Boyne. Goodnights already said via phone to Studman (in RI for training), I finished chatting with my mom about her new place and our plans to surprise the girls with our first family vacation (after 9yr of Marital Bliss) that was to be the whole Disney experience--3 days, 2 nights at the hotel in Disneyland--after Studman arrived on the 3 May, Oldest has First Communion on 4th we leave for San Diego the 5th and we do the Disney thing from the 6-9th then we chill and do sight seeing till Studman's final training started 12th. Yeah, I was excited. 11 April, 04:05hr: -Cue in ringing cell phone’s song, O’Mio Babbino.- Me yelling for Oldest to pick up the phone which is RIGHT by her as she plays Princess Peach on her DS. Time is always of essence since Verizon seems to randomly send calls immediately to voicemail after 3-5 seconds. Soprano voice is starting to reach crescendo; "Get the phone!" Still playing Princess Peach, Oldest seems to not have heard a word I said. I mad dash with murderous thoughts, to the couch and just as I reach the phone, it slips off... Suddenly feeling vibrations under head... my eyes pop open and the world is still very asleep. Shit, must get phone before girls wake up. Now the soprano’s really reaching her crescendo, grabbing the phone under pillow I mute it and answer, 

Me: eh-llo? 
Stdmn sounding very sober: Hey Dear, I got some news. 
Me thinking shit, They're sending us to Norfolk: Yes? 
Stdmn: I got an OrdMod. 
Me: Damn-it, they are sending us to Norfolk. 
Stdmn: No, that's what I thought too, but they did change my ship. 
Me: Really? So... we are still going to Japan? 
Stdmn: Yes, we are still going to Japan. 
Me: *sigh of relief since our stuff is already on its way, and we REALLY want Japan* 
Stdmn: The orders are for the Curtis Wilbur now.
Me: Really? It’s still in Japan? So... now what?
Stdmn: I don't know, but the ship has been trying to get a hold of me and the time difference has been a bitch. Right now it is Saturday morning over there and of course no one is around, so we won't know anything really until Sunday-Monday. I did receive word that I need to be there as soon as possible.
Me: Wow! Wow... oh wow... wow... wow. (brain now battles itself out of the fog of sleep) What do we do now?
Stdmn: Well, we wait. I got to get to Admin and change our travel arrangements. I hope I can finish out this school before I have to go. 
Me: Wow, okay... wow. 
Stdmn: Oh, Good morning, sorry I kind of forgot that. 
Me: *lol* What a morning! Well, tell them that we are bringing our dog. We have only one dog now and we are leaving much sooner, we can bring Sadie now with no temperature restrictions. 
Stdmn: Alright I'll get that in too. I got to go now, class is about to start. Call you later.

So, thus began our fast forward to Japan a good month and a half before we were to be there.