Monthly Archives: September 2015

The artists’s curse.

You can’t escape it Millie, you’ll have to explain yourself!
the artists curse

Mousey.

Saw Arnie playing with something in the corner of the dining room this evening. Thought it was a big spider and turned away but then the image of what was actually…

dangling.
out.
of.
his.
mouth, hit me!

Mouse.

Mouse, after being dropped and picked up by my lovely feline, was still alive albeit a bit dazed.
Mouse was very small, so I scooped him up with one hand and then promptly remembered how one bit me like this a few years ago.

Mouse experienced air travel up the garden before any more harm was done.

If mouse returns then Arnie is welcome to mouse…
mousey

Giant hair stacks.

Gruff is well overdue a good haircut. He’s got away with it for the moment until his elbow heals but then I think I would quite like to find the boy inside the hair stack…
a lot of hair

Supermoon.

There’s a very large moon in the sky tonight. Arnie seems mesmerised by it. Evie says it’s a bit scary, Gruff’s already changed into his Nasa spacesuit and Millie’s hanging out of her window taking moon selfies.
supermoon

Hold it down…

…come on Arnie put your paws into it, the washing basket can’t be full again!
hold it down

Ouch.

I had to take Gruff to the minor injuries unit today as he’d cut open his elbow in the playground at school.
No stitches needed but he has to keep his elbow dry for five days so no showers.
That cheered him up!
ouch

A compliment…

…of sorts or the beginnings of sarcasm I wonder?
build me up

Before and after…

…walkies…
before and after

Medals.

Evie and Gruff completed their first ever 1 kilometre race today, I’m super proud of them and they’re super proud of their very shiny medals.
Mum got one too but she had to run 10 kilometres to get hers but to be cheered on by your own children is just the best.
medals

Getting on a bit.

Arnie’s getting old. He’s looking a little less sure of himself these days. He’s only ten.
He even let Bonnie have a sniff without swiping her today but maybe that was simply an act of compassion to those less worthy than himself.
He is a wise old cat after all…
getting on a bit

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