Dissertation – Dr. Pet Mom

Ten Years Later: My Passion For Animals and My PhD 👩🏾‍🎓

2023 was the year I tossed out my plethora of research materials saved for my dissertation. I was required to retain records from research papers, interview tapes, spreadsheets, questionnaire result, case studies, handouts, and scholarly journals until five years after my published dissertation.

Ten years last month, I finished my PhD. Tossing out old documents and dated research papers was a relief.

And I’m also reminded that my late rescue kitty, Oscar was there to help me through the dissertation process. As another “Thank You” to him and all my furry friends, I’m reposting my blog about my passion for animals and my PhD. Enjoy!

Nine Years Later: My Passion For Animals and My PhD 👩🏾‍🎓

2023 was the year I tossed out my plethora of research materials I saved for my dissertation. retain records Saving research papers, case studies, handouts, and scholarly journals was a requirement until five years after your dissertation is published. Nine years last month, I finished my PhD. Tossing out old documents and dated research papers.

interview tapes, spreadsheets, questionnaire
results, and so forth—for no less than 5 years upon completion of their dissertation. For
safekeeping, students should store copies of data in two different locations.

And I’m also reminded that my rescue kitty, Oscar was there to help me through the dissertation process. As another “Thank You” to him and all my furry friends, I’m reposting my blog about my passion for animals and my PhD. Enjoy!

Seven Years Later: My Passion For Animals and My PhD 👩🏾‍🎓

UPDATE: Spring time is a time for cleaning up and clearing out. This fun project reminded me that I had a plethora of documents (research papers, case studies, handouts) related to my dissertation. Yep, seven years last month, I finished my PhD. Time to throw out old documents and dated research papers.

My Passion For Animals and My PhD 👩🏾‍🎓

I’m sitting here with my best buddy, Oscar. He’s a rescue cat. A few years back, I had a young rescue cat, Mr. Bean, who suddenly stopped eating and was not his usual self.

Mr. Bean crouched in dark corners, didn’t play much or enjoy socializing. His condition was never fully diagnosed, but I gave Mr. Bean medication to comfort him.