[Happy waggle dance thing]
Orff out shortly
I will require an 'Normous Slammer when I get back
Well, I went shopping and have brought home a bad leg. Turned my ankle over. Ankle is fine, but something rather further up has gorn Sadly Adrift. I expect a Slammer or two would help.
Sympathetic “like”, of course.
That izza bugger.
Sympathies ‘n’ slammers forra Gus.
Bah for the bad leg, and bed cess to it. I hope that it decides to be sensible in double-quick time.
Thanks, all. It’s annoying rather than excruciating. I might dig out my knee support. But that means I can’t wear me jeans. Skirt? Whaddaya mean, skirt? Mrs B. Cat would be deeply alarmed by such sartorial innovation.
I think that Pidge should afford you the same degree of understanding as you do her, frankly. But that, Dere Gus, is why I am not fit to be owned by a Cat. Or anything, frankly.
Sorry about your poor knee, hun.
That’s prolly crap.
I’m not sure that I am understanding so much as obedient.
You seem to manage being timeshared by a charming Poodle pretty well, dere Bee. Were I to branch out into doggery, I would be very tempted… the Ma has quite lost her heart to one. He comes and puts his head in her lap at Committee Meetings. She is greatly chuffed about this.
Our Siamese were utterly charming, Gus. Beautiful, clever and adorable. Were it not for the fact that we enjoy encouraging local birds to our tables, I’d gladly have another pair. The Poodle is Fab and I am not surprised that others emulate her Wonderful Example
Oops - I seem to have stashed one away in my basket.
Given that the squirrel feeder previously (2016) in situ in our hired hive is absent, we have observed our red-haired friends feeding and have decided that they are gaining sufficient nutrients from new conifer shoots that we’ll not replace the feeder. We’ll be sure to let our landlords know that they should rectify this loss of food source in good time for the caching season.
Good nights, Cellarites.
Don’t ferget yer Gin, Soo
Sorry to hear about your leg, Gus
Gawds, we aren’t safe to be let out…
My teeth feel a funny shape. I am going to bed. Goodnight, one and all.
As though you have borrowed them…
I felt as though mine had come from the nearest horse, TBH …
Have a Hug
Going by yer avatar, dahlink, they are quite a funny shape…
But I suspect come morning the mouth might be feeling more normal. I hope so.
Blue skies out there, and only just barely too hot forra fevver-covered Sparrer.
Cold wet grey here
I needs fevvers
Bright & sunny here, & I am sneezing
Have to collect a prescription
No prescriptions here, but I gotta nice second-hand Gazebo if you want it…