I’m so sorry to hear that, Twellsy. He had a much loved life, and thus was a Fortunate Cat.
Profound commiserations.
Gxx
nall. I am very sorry, Twellies.
Really NALL
I’m so sorry to hear this, Twellsy.
Carinthia. xx
He was thrown from a car at under 6 weeks old the vet said and had a broken tail and leg
We took him in and he was such a sweet boy with the softest purr and gorgeous thick soft fur
The leopards are bewildered
The leopards will need extra love at this point: cats don’t understand and don’t like death.
The leopards are being loved as we chat
Just sleet showers and coolth, here.
We had a bit of a Burns’ supper - veggie haggis, neeps and tatties and whisky/cream sauce. I was particularly happy with the sauce as I made it with Pig’s Nose (cooked off) and finished with Bell’s as I had both as miniatures and nowt else in the hive. I recited the Selkirk Grace in my best Northumbrian twang and we enjoyed a cheese course.
Soo xx
Sounds rather splendid, Soo. And I applaud deployment of the Selkirk Grace.
Gxx
Burns wrote the Selkirk Grace in the Selkirk Arms in Kirkcudbright and not in Selkirk. Why should this matter to me? Mam told me so.
Soo xx
Sounds great, Soo
The roads & pavements here are glittering with frost, & the sky is full of stars which look close enough to pull down.
Sadly no Scotch atall at Carinthia Towers
Must remedy that when I can shop fer Supplies.
Carinthia. xx
Fabulous, Carinthia.
Best nights, all.
Soo xx
It’s not exactly mine, sadly, Soo
It’s from an traditional Carinthian song called “I hob di gern” where the man tells his lady that he will bring her every star from the sky, because he she is the only one in his heart.
Male voice choirs sing it, & it makes me weep. Pauli, our lovely Late friend used to sing it to me.
I was once interviewed for Radio Kaernten and, after the interview was asked to choose music*, & I chose that.
*Innan ‘Down Your Way’ sort of manner…
I of course, am not clever enuff to get it from YouTube or wherever for you to hear.
Carinthia. xx
We have freezing rain now
Sigh
Carinthia. xx
The electric board are working well
Due to pilot error your assigned emergency gin bowser has been lost in flight. A replacement is en route.
yardarm
Wot’s that under me coat, you say? You bein’ fatphobic sunshine?
I will watch out for my gin bowser
See The Juke Box Today for one version.
Thank-you Fishy
That was very kind of you
Proffers Minnow End
Carinthia. xx
