This is going to be difficult.
I have to find something to write about which isn't going to offend anyone in any shape or form...
Ooh...I've thought of something. Himself says I can have a kitten. I told you the two Black cats...( they had Black fur) had to be put down a couple of weeks ago...they both of them had cancer. They were nineteen years old.
They had always been outdoor cats...living in the barns and the poly-tunnel and although I loved them both dearly, they weren't really pets in the way indoor cats are.
So I suggested a kitten...I'd like two, but won't tell Himself that just yet.
And he said...why not.
But it means going to the cat lady...she runs a shelter and always has cats and kittens looking for homes and that is where the trouble lies...how do you choose.
If there's a litter of six it's easy enough to pick out a kitten which appeals to you more than the others...but faced with endless runs full of little faces looking appealingly through the wire?
We went to Marie...the cat lady...when we chose Hector. He was a lovely cat and lived indoors with us, but also succumbed to cancer a few years ago...I was so bewildered by the sheer number of kittens when we had Hector I just pointed and said...I'll take that one please.
Then there's Bobby.
He's far more placid than he used to be and loathes me scolding him...when he suddenly decides to chase a Sparrow eating out of his dish for instance... he doesn't mind the Wagtails at all...just the Sparrows, so I think he'll be alright with something small and furry.
Millie couldn't give a toss and Eilis is alarmed when cats spit at her...next doors cat smacked her across the face once and I don't think she's ever quite got over it.
A Ginger kitten would nice...or a Tabby...wouldn't want a White one 'cos next door the other side have a White kitten...they might get mixed up.
There are some feral kittens down near the bridge...Henry and Mary have been feeding them...but they are savage...they spit and claw and shriek like banshees when you try to pick them up.
I'm going to 'phone Marie tomorrow and find out where she is...she's moved since we had Hector.