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Whatever is she on, Suzy? I could do with some... 😉

Fine thanks, Collette, just a bit miffed at not getting notifications. Hope you're okay, too.

Sorry Isabella, I didn't realise you had responded because I also don't get any Goodreads notifications anymore ... x
Checking back through Pixie's daily diary (kept for reference in case of any episodes of illness) ... Pixie had just eaten half a pouch of Lamb & Duck in Jelly from a box of Whiskas Adult 1+ Duo Adult Meaty Combos sprinkled with a handful of Chicken flavoured IAMS Adult 1+ Complete Dry Cat Food ;o>
She had also just had a wee in her toilet tray and that usually triggers off an attack of the zoomies too ... we call it "pee-phoria" ... ;o>


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cVGxP...


What with having all the back gardens around here over-run with Squirrels this year, and having several of them working hard on their personal best in unripe Pear throwing techniques, I am just thankful that we are having a year of bumper crops of fruit and vegetables ... more than enough to satisfy everyone's appetites and unusual creative endeavours ;o>

Sounds like a real entertainment for you, Suzy! I managed to keep our blueberries this year by wrapping the bush in netting. There are plenty of blackberries to go round, though and the pigeons enjoy the laurel berries. I know this because their donations to the pathways are very dark blue. There's a birdbath on the back steps which the pigeons use. They lose a lot of water because they're so big and clumsy. Last week I bought damsons for jam and today the same greengrocer had greengages. Double joy!
Enjoy the show.


Winchesters 'n' Wine, the posh Guns 'n' Rosés . . .
:)


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Time of the Child (other topics)This Is Happiness (other topics)
Time of the Child (other topics)
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(*a tiny blur of grey and white fur hurtles in bedroom, leaps on bed, launches herself at windowsill, rests for several seconds frantically panting with ears flattened to head looking more like a demented Owl, then recklessly throws herself across the room at a chest of drawers, bounds with a single leap over to the dressing table, immediately shoots upwards to the top of the wardrobe, rests for just a few seconds, then abseils down curtain, attacks carpet with a full minute of manic raking, and then rockets out the door to go flying at full speed back down the stairs*) ...
Yep! Nothing at all to see here! ;o>
Just the usual slow and easy pace of a peaceful and restful Sunday morning! ;o> ;o> ;o>