Goodnight little cat

Sadly we had to have our dear old Simba put to sleep today. She had kidney failure, she was on a special diet and she’d had some injections at the vets but it didn’t work and she’d got so weak she was struggling to walk. The vet said we could have had a couple more days with her and waited until she couldn’t lift her head but that would have been for our sake not hers, it wouldn’t have been fair to let her suffer. Simba was my cat, I had her for 9 years and she was an adult rescue…

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Where have all the children gone?

This morning, the sun was shining for the first time in a few days. It was still a little chilly but the sky was blue and the wind had died down. I had to walk the dogs anyway, so I decided to make the most of the weather and walk up to Libby’s favourite park.  It’s a bit of a trek to this particular park, mostly uphill on the way there but it’s a beautiful scenic route, the dogs and I get some exercise and Libby gets to go on the swings. Everyone’s a winner. My sister came to join…

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Running for goal

A couple of days ago, I was chatting with my sister about motivation for running. My sister is lucky enough to be young and beautiful with a fabulous figure, so she really doesn’t need to run for any aesthetic reasons and she was saying how she struggles to motivate herself to stick to going out running. To be honest I can’t say I blame her. If I didn’t have a reason to run then I’d never go, especially on evenings like yesterday when it was sub zero outside and I had to work until gone midnight to make up the…

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The complex case of the domestic moggy

I had to take our little old cat Simba to the vets this morning. She seemed so poorly yesterday, hardly moving from her bed so I thought that I might be coming home without her. Luckily this morning, she has bucked up a bit and is back to bossing me around and demanding food and milk. So instead of an empty cat basket, I’ve come home with new insight into the world of the domestic cat… and an air freshener! An ageing cat Simba was a rescue cat about 10 years ago. The Cat’s Protection League told us she was…

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Walking, carrying and recycling

Today we decided to go for a walk across the hills rather than going out for lunch. We’re still carrying Libby on walks. So, she was bundled into the sturdy new baby rucksack my husband recently bought. He hoisted onto his back and off we went. For the first 45 minutes, she loved being in the rucksack. Lots of giggles and looking around, but then I think she got a bit chilly despite her snowsuit, hat and mittens. Cue grizzling, grumbling and then floods of tears. The carrying solution Luckily I’d packed my trusty mei tai into her rucksack, so out…

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