When I started to feed the cats this evening there was no sign of Thomas. This is very unusual for him as he’s always clamouring for food come six o’clock. I asked Gordon if he’d seen him today and although we both thought hard about it neither of us could recall seeing him all day. Owners of old cats will understand that little moment of dread when you wonder whether he’s taken himself off to die especially since he’s so old.
We both called him – pretty much a waste of time as we know he’s as deaf as a post, then Gordon looked outside in his favourite haunts while I scoured the house. I eventually found him in the only room with a closed door upstairs – our guest bedroom where I keep my craft stuff. He was fast asleep on the bed and gave a little jump when I picked him up. The door to this room was open for maybe an hour yesterday but the door to the hall was probably open for five minutes while Gordon replenished the log basket.
Good job we missed him or he could have been in there for the next week! I know that cats are often stupid, but Thomas should get a medal.
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I had a phone call last week from my friend Caroline who’s a very good artist, specialising mostly in animals. She’d been in touch with Secret World to ask whether she could photograph some of their foxes in order to complete a few paintings. They were very helpful and agreeable as they have four or five there as permanent residents; basically those that have been so hurt that they can’t be released back into the wild.
Being the good friend she is, she asked whether I could go too as her ‘backup’ photographer and below are the results of our morning’s excursion today. These little foxes are completely tame and used to being fed by hand so had no fear when we entered the enclosure. About an hour later we decided we probably had enough shots! What a great way to spend the morning.
Just after we’d arrived and the foxes were fed.
Such a cute little foxy face.
See how bothered I am that you’re here. Being fed is exhausting and it’s so warm and sunny.
The magpies were on hand just in case anything was left. See how blue the sky is? It almost felt like Spring.
Poser? Me? Surely not!
But this is my good side. See how beautiful I am?
Smiling for the camera.
Is that a cat?
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This is me. Now. I’m ill and those of you who know me of old know I hate to be ill. I absolutely hate it. Today I’m better than I was yesterday unless you count the fact that my ribcage feels like it’s had a good kicking and my nose feels like someone is trying to peel the skin off. OK, I know it’s not the flu, but I’m still suffering. On the plus side, I slept most of yesterday as I felt too weak to stay on my feet for more than a minute or two and at least I’m upright today.
The photo was taken in Prague, by the way. It’s one of the saints on the Charles Bridge, but saint or not, there’s no respect from this seagull.
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Gordon likes to feed the birds in the garden and this robin was hanging around for a long time, making a lot of noise about waiting in the queue. I think it may have been taken through the window which is why it’s slightly fuzzy.
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Why is it that whenever I see a teasel I have an overwhelming urge to turn it into a little hedgehog figure complete with bonnet and frock in a lovely Laura Ashley fabric? I’m obviously a child of the seventies – and how did this idea ever become so popular? Do you remember, everyone had at least one teasel-hedgehog figurine didn’t they? Was that true everywhere or was it just the people I knew?
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