Squally squally day... stretches of blue sky with swathes of black clouds and rainbows galore.
Speaking of blue skies, you know those people who magically infiltrate crowded areas and dance to something like The Sound of Music, and bring smiles to everyone's faces? Well, this weekend, that happened in Cork - it's a little muddled, and takes a while to warm up, but still lovely. Here's the footage:
In Kitty Land, tuna is the new ham. Bowls polished, turned upside down, staring at the fridge, crying for me to take out the rest of the scrumptious fissheyness.
Me, I'm onto Pot o'coffee #2 and settling down to writing. I hereby ignore their mewling pleas :-)
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Another treasure to brighten the day! We really must get one organised for the metropolis .....of Baltimore.
:-) Can only imagine how wrong that might go.
Meanwhile, on the fisshey front, Gollum would have a fight on his hands against the Tuna Twins...
Hmm, and this is while my cat turns up her fussy little nose at tuna in any form and proceeds outside to continue to decimate the local rodent population. Other unacceptable foodstuffs include beef or turkey flavoured cat food but in all fairness, one cannot imagine that either cattle or turkeys (or for that matter tuna) would naturally form part of a small cat's prey. Maybe there is a niche market for mouse flavoured cat food.
Maybe they'll grow fussier with age - and your cat is a rather fabulous hunter. Ah, the way she lays those little carcasses down like sacred offerings...
Mousey-flavoured crunchy treats - genius! This could be your fortune-maker! I can see it now, you sauntering through a hotel in Moscow, fresh from your tour of Syria. Someone murmuring: 'They call her the Mouse Mogul' :-)
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