Bloody Cat!

Riiiiight…. I think we may have solved why it is my mother's hearing aids keep turning up on the floor at a distance from where we leave them overnight. It's Pickles; she's climbing up onto the chest of drawers, knocking them off, then batting them about. Perhaps she's discovered that if the battery is in place they make squeaky noises- like a mouse that's being brutalised.

Who knew the old girl (she's well into her teens) had so much mischief in her!

Making The Most Of It

The sun was shining first thing- which hasn't happened for weeks- so I adapted my morning routine and did a number of jobs that took me outside- like cleaning the cat litter tray and filling the horses' water butt- while there was still blue sky overhead.