Morning, mumpers! It’s currently 8c/47f with a predicted high of 18c/64f and partly cloudy. Weather app says “It’s a great fucking day for naps. Followed by fucking naps.” Yes, I agree, it would be a good day for napping but I have irk instead.
Sometimes that just feels so good, doesn’t it?
That’s not good at all, I hope he gets a quieter week somewhere else!
{{{{{J-Bats}}}}} I hope you can make contact with your sister, he sounds like was a good guy to know.
Long may it stay that way!
I’m sorry to hear that, I hope her recovery is swift and not too painful. Perhaps she feels that coming to you to be waited on hand and foot while she recovers is too much to ask of someone she met so recently?
I’m sure swampy will make sure there’s no chance of you suffering from either while you’re in his neck of the woods. What a shame you can’t magically transport the mythical RV over water and visit us too
I have exciting news, of a kind! Our most recent failed fosters, Blossom and Cherry, are still sometimes unsure about being close to us. Blossom will get on the middle seat of the sofa and allow me to fuss her but won’t touch anyone. Cherry hasn’t been near the sofa although she will use the arm of the other sofa to get up onto the radiator. Recently, Blossom has been putting her paws on my arm and booping my nose Then yesterday evening, Cherry got on the sofa, laid down beside me, rolled over and let me rub her belly!
I wondered if that had anything to do with Muffin being upstairs and them being able to hear the hissing and growling from her. She’s still hiding away in a corner, won’t let me come anywhere close, and yesterday she got so freaked out that she wedged herself under a small shelf unit. She’d had a poo in the corner too, so she might have been scared that it meant trouble. It didn’t, of course, I cleaned it up and put a puppy pad down there in case of more accidents - I think she was too frightened to come out and use the litter tray.
I sat in the room and talked to her for a bit, she growled and whined, so I left her alone. I took her a plate of treats and some ham when I went to bed, and she’d eaten all of that. She was next to the plate this morning, and hissed at me when I had to reach over her to remove it, then she bolted back into the safety of the space between the bookcase and the wall. That cat’s going to take a lot of work! I’ve left her in the room with the door pulled over enough that the other cats won’t be able to push it open, and sprayed a bit of Feliway around to calm the savage beast