Just in case you are wondering, we are still here: buffeted and battered by high winds and a world full of ‘stuff’. We’ve been doing many things, but little blog writing.
Spud the dog has been supervising the delivery of photovoltaic panels for the barn roof.
He’d have been on this truck given half a chance.
Hats off to the truck driver who managed to get his tuck down and, more challengingly, back up the lane, he was patience and professionalism, personified.
It’s been Dodger the kitten-cat who has been having the adventures. He jumped up, on to my desk and singed his fur on a lit candle! There was a flash of flame, a puff of smoke and an awful smell*…
He didn’t seem to realise what was happening, I had to scoop him up, he was stood astride it!
Please note singed fur…
He’s also had a sore eye and chunk taken out of his ear, there seems to be a territorial battle going on in the neighbourhood: it’s not easy being a kitten-cat.
* Yes I know the joke;
Q. ‘How do you make a cat go woof?’
A. ‘ You set him on fire’.