Sleep tight my little one.

More years ago than I want to count a little tabby kitten came into my life.  She was about 8 weeks old and I named her Simba after a cat from my childhood.  She’s stayed with me, eventually becoming a  very very old lady, but she was still happy and enjoying her life.  Yet I knew the time was coming when we would have to say good bye. 

Simba-in-Bed-B&W

I wasn’t looking forward to that day which happened yesterday.  Here is a photo I took of her snoozing in one of her cat beds last year and I’m sure there will be lots more photos in the coming weeks and months.  We travelled together through 4 house moves, 7 cars, one wedding, one divorce, the loss of my father and more highs and lows than I care to count.  She has been the constant in my life for almost 20 years now and watching her fade has torn me apart.

Yesterday I took that final decision.  I stroked and spoke to her as the vets took away the pain.  Wherever she is now I hope she understands that I did it out of love.  As I watched the light fade from her eyes she took a part of me with her.  Sleep tight my little one, my world is a darker place without you.

A Little Bit of What You Fancy……

The last few weeks have been horrendously busy for me.  I’m behind in just about everything, laundry, blog reading, aspects of planning for work…… you name it!  Even worse was that in amongst all the mayhem was my birthday and I’d foolishly invited everyone round about 10 days later for a BBQ to celebrate.  What had I been thinking?

Anyway a couple of weeks ago, on my actual birthday, I was busy busy busy at work and absolutely exhausted by the time I got home.  All I wanted to do was flop on the sofa and chill out.  As my tired body snuggled down with an obliging hound, my mind was still racing with things on my ‘to do’ list.  What I needed something non-physical to take my mind off things.  ‘I know,’ I thought, ‘I’ll put some music on…’  That was when it hit me, all I had in the cottage were some awful pc speakers or my iPod (and I have no idea where my headphones are).  I tried desperately to ignore the terrible tonal quality and strange hiss coming from the diddy speakers but my frustration ruined any pleasure.

As I lay on the sofa (pinned down under Jake the dog who was snoring by this point) I decided I needed to do something about this sorry state of affairs.  When I was younger I loved listening, I mean really LISTENING, to music and somehow I’d lost this wonderful experience in my life.  Now if you can’t do something about that on your birthday I don’t know when you can….

simba amp

Anyway short version of the story (because I’m aware I’m rambling) is that I am now the delighted owner of a 7.1 surround system and a bunch of wonderful speakers.  Now my lounge isn’t ideally designed or furnished for top quality sound but I’m overjoyed with the new system.  I can sit on my sofa and hear all the instruments in beautiful clarity without any of the annoying short falls of the previous set up.

Simba has unfortunately lost her favourite sleeping spot after a bit of shuffling round.  She tried sleeping on top of the Sky box but her head lolled off the front in a most uncomfortable looking manner.  Yes folks, she really is asleep in this photo.  She’s now trying out other spots in the room almost like she’s working her way down a shortlist of contenders.  It’s easy to image she has a list hidden somewhere and is rating them all as she tries them out!

Anyway, moving on, the BBQ was this past weekend and boy were we blessed with the weather.  My good friend Mr H also brought ‘Rock Band’ along to help with the evenings entertainment.  There is nothing like pretending to be a rock guitarist while wearing stilettos after a bit to much vodka to help you look a pillock.  Of course if all your mates are doing the same then no one cares hehe…..

So on Sunday after tidying up a bit I decided to have a play on the drums.  This was the response from pebbles the dog.

Pebbles - paws

Yup she went and hid under the armchair.  Perhaps I shouldn’t give up the day job after all…….

Appreciated Christmas Presents…..

 

Simba in her Christmas Bed

Christmas is a time for giving and like many people with Furry Children (also known as pets) I find it impossible not to get for them as well.

Salem in his Christmas Bed

This year it was new beds for the cats.  Shown here being appreciated by Simba and Salem.  Fire has been in for an inspection and experimental snooze as well but I didn’t manage to photograph him.

The doggies got new food bowls and a jumbo sized place mat to go in the kitchen.  No photos of that either though I’m afraid.

However, the best present for me was watching Jake head down the stairs on all of his paws.  That was a wonderful sight……