Been to the vets this am. with Miserable Morgan for her booster jabs. On the way she managed to break out of the maximum security cat basket & hurtle round the inside the car for half a mile before I could stop in a lay-by.
When I finally managed to stuff her back in, she pissed on the sports section of The Observer. Remind me again why I have cats. I'm really a dog person.
Some nice people in the vets waiting room today:
A lovely lady whose pedigree, persian blue cat had diarrhoea - apparently her husband died last year and her mother bought her the cat as a replacement. It was one of those moments when you really didn't know what to say, so I settled on 'oh dear'. I think that covered all eventualities but you never can tell.
A delightful elderly couple with their overweight sheltie. They'd just been on holiday to Turkey and found it most pleasant, apart from the fact that the Turkish liked to 'haggle' & 'barter'.
The receptionist had a theory on haggling and bartering which went on for about 10 minutes: "Some people like to haggle & barter don't they? But some people don't. I like to haggle & barter. I like it! But some people don't"
She backtracked when I tried to get the consultation fee & some worming tablet half price though. Money where your mouth is and all that ...
When I finally managed to stuff her back in, she pissed on the sports section of The Observer. Remind me again why I have cats. I'm really a dog person.
Some nice people in the vets waiting room today:
A lovely lady whose pedigree, persian blue cat had diarrhoea - apparently her husband died last year and her mother bought her the cat as a replacement. It was one of those moments when you really didn't know what to say, so I settled on 'oh dear'. I think that covered all eventualities but you never can tell.
A delightful elderly couple with their overweight sheltie. They'd just been on holiday to Turkey and found it most pleasant, apart from the fact that the Turkish liked to 'haggle' & 'barter'.
The receptionist had a theory on haggling and bartering which went on for about 10 minutes: "Some people like to haggle & barter don't they? But some people don't. I like to haggle & barter. I like it! But some people don't"
She backtracked when I tried to get the consultation fee & some worming tablet half price though. Money where your mouth is and all that ...
Went to the allotment to get curly kale, leeks, herbs & the last of the potatoes. Grandad was there so I spent at least 2hrs hour in the shed listening to his stories about Newstead Village & the practical jokes he played at the pit. Couldn't have spent a better 2hrs if I'd tried.
Grandad doesn't like cats and they don't like him either. His response to me telling him I'd taken Morgan for her booster?
"The only booster our cats ever had was a boot up the arse" I can well believe it.
That's probably why a large tom-cat him & Momma had, circa 1962, lodged itself up the chimney & refused to come down. Grandad then stuck a stick up the chimney, the cat flew out & stuck itself to his back in a most ferocious manner. Can't fault the cat really.
To add the icing on the feline cake of the day, we were clearing out the greenhouse & I noticed a strange brown 'lump' of something on the perspex roof. It was a perfect coil of catshit! One of Ahmed's cats from the allotment next door had obviously left its own little birthday present for Grandad.
RANDOM ITEM NO.2
A television.
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