For the first time ever, I haven’t closed the toilet lid right after going to the loo. So, of course, tonight is the time that Tolstoy jumps and falls straight into the toilet.
Tag: cats
It’s the little things that can still make me smile
Ever since we had Tolstoy shaved, yet again, he always spends the night on Bean’s bed. He won’t go near the Beastie during the day, but it’s impossible to get him out of that room at night.
Good news, bad news
Good news: the electrician fixed all of the remedial work that needed doing.
Bad news: the RCD still keeps tripping.
Good news: the electrician has some suggestions we can try to help isolate the cause of the very intermittent problem.
Bad news: the suggestions doesn’t help the fact that the RCD tripped over the weekend, when we were in Leicester, and half our freezer defrosted.
Good news: we’re going to get the windows and doors replaced.
Bad news: it’s going to cost £4000.
Good news: it’s not as much as I feared, and we’re getting nice stuff.
Bad news: Natwest are being bastards about extending our existing loan.
Good news: My credit score is still classed as good, and we’ve found alternate means of financing, so screw you Natwest.
Good news: the cats are doing well and don’t seem too bothered about the heat.
Bad news: they feel well enough that they caught and ate a bird, inside the house, while we were away.
Good news: Katy’s going to reduce her hours so that she doesn’t feel as crappy and tired all the time
Bad news: Katy’s still feeling tired and crappy all the time.
Pictures from Father’s day weekend
We had the in-laws over last weekend, for Father’s day. We went into Cambridge on Saturday morning to run some errands and had BBQ’ed fajitas for dinner that night. On Sunday, we went to Scottsdales for lunch and then we spent the afternoon building a rabbit hutch so that Katy can finally fix her rabbit jones. While Katy and I were building the hutch, Mel was indulging his inner barbarian by mulching up all of the trimmed trees, bushes and shrubs that have been accumulating on the side of the shed.
Is it really bad that we’re getting Bean hooked on frappucinos before he’s even 3?
Reen-pig was being her normal gorgeous self, totally exhausted by the effort of maintaining appearances.
The swing got some good action that weekend.
On Saturday, while we were in town, I completely forgot to take my happy pill. I paid dearly for that slip of the mind on Sunday when I took that day’s tabled. Jeebus. My head wouldn’t stop spinning and my mood crashed like nobody’s business. The good news is that it went away just as fast as it came on while I was playing with the parrots and then feeding the Koi in the aquatic section of the garden centre. Still, I hope that’s not a sign of things to come when the time comes to go off the tablets.
Current Mood: Contemplative
Lots of little news tidbits
Good news, Tolstoy is past cage rest and has been running around the house for the past few days and seems to be a lot better for it. Both cats were beating the stuffing out of each other while they were roughhousing last night, so things are getting back to normal.
Bad news, we had to give Annie back to the breeder. She wasn’t settling down well – she was quite jumpy and wasn’t coping well with Ben. She growled at him on a few occasions, mostly when she was trying to sleep and Bean wouldn’t let her be. It wasn’t really her fault, but it’s hard to explain things to a two year old. We tried, we really did, but the final strike against her staying was when she peed in the house in front of Tolstoy’s cage and then snapped at Katy when she tried to get her off the couch to put her outside. If Annie wasn’t going to respect the pecking order with Katy, she probably wouldn’t either with Bean, and that’s a risk we weren’t willing to take. It was the right decision to do, for the right reasons, but it still sucks. If Bean has been a bit older, things probably would have gone much more smoothly but live and learn. We’re going to try again when Bean is a bit older, and this time we’ll get a puppy, so that way it’ll know its place from the start. Jane, the breeder, was really understanding and good about it. She was disappointed – we all were – because all this acting out is out of character for Annie. Still, we weren’t comfortable with the situation anymore. It would only take one wrong moment for something regrettable to happen and it’s not worth the risk.
Speaking of Bean, he seems to be getting over his cold and is getting his appetite back. This is good. He’s also becoming a pain in the ass with all the tantrums. This is less good. Hopefully, this too shall pass. He’s getting bigger – and heavy to carry on my shoulders for the bus in the mornings. We bought him some bigger clothes and we got some new dig dig curtains and wall canvases for his room from Next (courtesy of a bank transfer from my mom).
It’s Easter weekend, and the folks are here. Mel and Katy are currently outside assembling parts of the slide/swing set we bought Bean for xmas. Things seem to be going well, but I’m sure they’d go even better if there was light out.
I treated myself today and made chicken wings. They were really nice, but they’re a damn pain in the ass to make. There’s a reason why I only break out the deep fryer once or twice a year. I also made shish-kebabs with marinated pork loin, peppers and mushrooms on the BBQ. Very nice! It reminded me of all the times I went to Alouette Steak House with Michel when I still in Montreal. The good news is that the pork loins were going for cheap at Tesco so I bought two. I just need to get some more skewers and a new bottle of gas and we’re good to BBQ again. That’s mainly the plan for this weekend. Cook. Eat. Build Swing. Cook. Eat. Paint Fence. Cook. Eat. Eat. Eat. Toss in lots of drinking in there as well and a side-trip to Scottsdales and it should hopefully be a nice weekend, if the weather cooperates.
Current Mood: Full
Dog, squeee! Also, fret!!!
Katy brought Annie home today, so we are now dog owners. Let the second-guessing, have-we-done-something-stupid worrying begin :)
She’s had some food and some water, had a bit of a sniff of the garden, but we’re a long way off a harmonious household because the cats seem very unimpressed and Bean hasn’t seen her yet.
Hopefully things will settle down bit by bit with not too much fuss. Watch this space :)
Yay, insurance
Tolstoy’s vet bill so far is over 1300 quid, and he hasn’t even been operated on yet. Shudder to think what the final bill will be…
New addition to the family
We thought long and hard and we’ve asked the breeder if we can adopt Annie.
It might be a few days of fun while everybody, especially the cats, get used to each other but we think we’re up for the challenge. She’s a really gorgeous girl and she seems very sweet-natured. Hopefully all will go well. Watch this space.
Current Mood: Giddy
Time to shave the pussy again.
It’s that time of year again. The seed pods are out en masse and Tolstoy refuses to let us brush him. As a result, his coat got so matted and dreadlocked that he was shedding large clumps of fur everywhere and he was actually bristly to pet.
So we shaved him.
Again.
He looks farcical without all that fur. He looks like he’s wearing Ugg boots. And that tail!
Current Mood: Amused