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I am continuing the blog of Diamond, cat sage and haiku poet.

Friday, October 2, 2015

Resting comfortably

Here I am, resting comfortably on the bed and not scratching my shoulder. I wonder if Lynettea will leave me here when she goes out? She doesn't like leaving the bed unmade.
I didn't even stir when she used the flashie.
I am listening to the gardening program. But it will be hot today. Nice and cool here...

sore on my shoulder

I have a sore on the shoulder and had to go to My Vet in a taxi this afternoon. Lynettea said she couldn't believe how good I was. My Vet, Dr Andrew, said I am a good cat. I sat quietly while he examined me and then gave me two injections and rubbed lotion on my shoulder. Lynettea says she hopes it will work. I also let him trim all my claws without lashing out. Then I had to crouch in my cage under a rug so the noisy dogs in the waiting room couldn't see me. I heard someone saying that was how a beagle barked. It sounded very scary. We had to wait a long time for a taxi coming back, but at last we were home.
Then I found out the lotion on my shoulder tasted terrible and Lynettea keeps telling me not to scratch with my hind paws.
I feel thoroughly irritated and miserable.
But I did eat my dinner and had a lot of cuddles. I couldn't concentrate very well on playing a game.

Monday, September 21, 2015

Magnificent Monday

It was a quiet day. Too quiet. I thought I was going to go out. And my pretty sky blue harness was all ready and I was miaouwing ready to go. Then for some reason we would never be able to know, Lynettea had to look at her email.
After lunch we went for walkies. I just missed Orla. I dashed forward, but by the time Lynettea had unlocked the side gate and I had dashed to the picket gate at the front porch, Orla had taken her human over the road and was vanishing into the distance. Lynettea was surprised I was so keen, as previously Orla (the Irish Dog from Next Door) has tried to make friends and I haven't been interested.
Orla out of sight, I pottered around a bit, sniffing at some of the piles of hard rubbish still resting on the footpath. People cruising past have removed the good items and real rubbish is left. Surely it is of use to someone. Nothing deserves to be totally crushed. Not even ancient hair-dryers. Lynettea's old hair-dryer is still poised on her old plastic garden chair, totally ignored. It still works, but it is so old, and she hasn't used it for so long, she decided to get rid of it. Maybe it is the world's oldest still working hair-dryer at around thirty plus years old.
We go in and I poke around among the bluebells. They are past their best. First piles of hail dumped on them and then a day of 24 C and now a cold day.
Like the weather I am changing my mind. Back inside for a refreshing sleep.

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Sunday Selfies

I went for a short walk by myself today. What a fuss!
It wasn't my fault the  gate was open and it looked nice in the sunshine. I only went around the corner a few steps into the garden and came back in. After all, I had just taken Lynettea out for her walk. Then she insisted she had to pull out some parsley that was going to seed and made me go back in, so I could only look out the kitchen window at her working. I would prefer to be outside helping.
When she came back in, she forgot to shut the gate.
When she couldn't see me she started calling out, so I came back in.
Today we put out my garden chair for hard rubbish collection. It is going all powdery on the surface.
Fortunately, one of my friends, who was visiting, saw some good chairs over the road, so Lynettea collected those for me. Now I have a stack of three chairs instead of one. Maybe I will have some friends to visit. Later, Lynettea went for a walk and brought back a cushion from the next street. She couldn't see why it had been thrown out, as it is new and perfectly matches our furniture.
Overall then, it seems to have been one of the more fortunate days.

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Saturday, September 19, 2015

understanding one another

Today when we went for a morning walk, Lynettea asked me not to hunt for lizards. We sat in the sunshine and then the shade and I checked out a few things and then Lynettea told me she wanted to go inside. She was surprised when I  immediately took her in.
'I sometimes think you understand more English than I realize, Sasha!' she said.
A pity she is not so good at understanding my commands.

Thursday, September 17, 2015


Today I picked up a bee. Lynettea saw I had something and made me put it down and we went another way down the path. Later when we were in the same spot, I picked up the bee again gently and then dropped it. I think it was damaged.
Lynettea was not happy and we had to go inside. She gave me a big lecture about picking up bees and how dangerous it might be for me if the bee stung me. Then she put some of my favourite jelly food in my bowl. After I ate it I threw some up and Lynettea was really worried (she said) that the bee might have made me sick.
I didn't like to see her worried, but there wasn't much I could say. I feel fine.
I am now resting comfortably in my blue blankie on the sofa, after a game running around the house. I am grooming my furs with my tongue. Some ladies admired me from the other side of the street today. Lynettea thinks I could develop a fan club, like Diamond, if I were more confident about going out.
Here are some pictures of a few of my flowers, before the hail chopped holes in the leaves.


Crab-apple tree

My Nasturtiums

Wednesday, September 16, 2015


I was at home alone when there were a lot of very loud banging noises overhead and noisy things falling on the roof. I left my usual sleeping place, as it did not feel safe. When Lynettea came home she told me it had been hailing and there were piles of ice outside. When the rain stopped, we went outside together so I could inspect the damage.
We didn't stay out long. A rather tough looking small dog was taking his human for a walk and started barking. I think barking at Orla next door. When the dog went past, I stood on my front step looking at it. It had good control over the human it was leading. It didn't see me. Then some humans came in next door and said, Oh is that hail! Amazing!'
Then we went in.