Lowri - So, my new boyfriend arrived in a cold box yesterday. TM immediately opened the box and put two small vials in the refrigerator. I wasn't impressed. I didn't see how she and MC were going to reassemble him.
About 6:30, TM finished with work and MC arrived right then. Then it got weird. TM pulled out her brand new microscope. They pulled half my boyfriend out of the frig and put him into warm water - body temperature. They didn't want too warm him up to fast. They put a drop from the vial onto a slide and looked at it under the microscope.
There was lots of muttering and taking turns looking. They couldn't see anything. More warming, another slide, another drop. More muttering. Lots of worried looks. More warming, again with the slide and muttering. It wasn't that my boyfriend was dead, it was that they couldn't see anything.
Finally, TM said, "I know the collection was very dense and motile when Paula collected it. Lets just do it and then figure it out." They took me into the back room to the large dog table. MC scratched me on my neck and....I am not going to tell the rest. Lets just say that I did not see my boyfriend ANYWHERE!
When they were done with me, I got put in a crate. TM didn't say anything, she just took that last drop left in the vial, put it on the slide, changed the magnification on the microscope from 150X to 80X and looked again. Then she started whooping. MC dashed over and looked and then they did a happy dance. Apparently, the pieces of my boyfriend were dashing all around. They looked healthy, happy and they were all over that slide. TM and MC kept taking turns looking and they kept doing happy dances. Apparently, 100X is perfect, but 80X is okay. 150X is NOT!
I am going to have babies! My boyfriend's name is Dickens, MBIS GCH Twinroc Santa Paws. He even has herding instinct!