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Like A Cat Who's Not Got The Cream
Oh LJ I need a wail, and despite the sorry state of my life it's a very basic wail My body. My misbehaving, intolerant-as-a-Tory, body ( Read more... ) -
Body Dysmorphic Mouse-Based Action
Mint oil is (apparently) a mouse repellent. My whole house smells like it’s brushed its teeth.
Wire wool filled with crushed glass stops them using their entry holes (supposedly). My place is Edwardian, I've used so much I've created cavity walling.
I have humane traps filled with mousey delights, and an ultrasonic anti-mouse device blaring out ( Read more... ) -
Mouse Murder
It is day 2 in the Cat vs mouse stand off. I am being held in sleepless terror, at the merciless paws of a small and squeaky enemy. The tables have turned, this time the mouse really is mighty.
It was hate at first sight, it scampered across the hall, I screamed like a banshee. A few minutes later it appeared at my bedroom door, clearly making ( Read more... ) -
Of Friends and Kittens
I hope my friend doesn't mind me re-posting this. It's one of the loveliest things I've read for a long time.
Sometimes, everyone needs a kitten (and a good friend)
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Not Alone, Less Afraid, Working on Happy
Something I wrote last year, that has stayed with me ( Read more... ) -
PSA
LJ is having a 'moment' and I'm having problems with comment notifications. I'm trying to keep an eye on replies to my posts and comments, but if I miss something please prod me, for once I'm not being an ignorant horror, just scuppered by modern technology. -
Not interesting to anyone but me, but I'm ecstatic enough for all of you!
I'm crutchless! I'm tubi-grip-less! I'm not painless, but it's less painful. Well ok, I'm sore as hell, but a private physio was worth every penny of her very reasonable rate - the NHS still haven't got their arses in gear.
Look out world, in a couple of weeks I'm coming to get you! -
This Cat is Not a Dirty Dog - Even With a Broken Ankle
I was lying in a pool of bubbles like a slightly drowned beetle, recognising my predicament and considering my options. I'd opted for a bubble bath, with my plaster-casted leg hanging out in a languid 1920's, 'I can do this baby' style; only slightly marred by 10 yards of bin bag and gaffa tape ( Read more... ) -
60 seconds or less
I'm not doing well at this 'update' business. It's a shame, because although I've been out of the public eye, life's been very interesting (god is it really only just over a month ( Read more... )
