I am so sad because I saw its parents this afternoon, but if I hadn't taken it in, then the neighbourhood cats would, without a doubt, definitely have...and there are loads around here apart from mine. At least it wasn't terrorised to death.
One little black kitty has a lovely new home. Junior is sad, of course. One less in her little entourage...but she knows it will be ok. The remaining ones are adept at running across the floor.. hit remote and changing tv channels!!
My feet are still telling me where to go, with all this strimming of allotment and, therefore, standing in wellies!!! If I had the energy to get my foot spa out, I would.
Tonight we made vegan lasagne...with the usual ingredients, plus mushrooms and artichoke heads. Very yummy.
Mother has got the bag on with us. We are not paying her enough attention!! What with all this allotment stuff I need to sort out, trying to start up a business from home and home edding PLUS life in general, slap me for not spending 6 hours a day down there!!!. I despair sometimes. On one hand, I understand but on the other...where are the other siblings? Get your finger out, comes to mind. Would help, though, if Mother had a less caustic tongue and became a little more.....diplomatic about our life choices. I don't blame the siblings at all......just invite her up now and again!!
Does anyone else have these problems, or is it just us? Maybe we are just having a bad week or so.
Am talking to myself, again...aren't I?