Today has been, ghastly. Last week I took my Chunkeroo to the vet because he wasn’t eating and he had a lump on his jaw. ‘im indoors thought it was an abscess as fatty Chunkahula had had teeth out previously. The vet thought my Chunkzilla had a blocked salivary gland so the plan was to … Continue reading Goodbye Chunks.
One of the things in life that brings me most joy is my pets. One of the things in life that brings me most sorrow... is pets. Chunks, Chunkmeister, Chunkzilla, Chunkahula.. the cat of a thousand names and a breakfast for each of them. ChunkyMonkey isn't doing so well. I took him to the vet … Continue reading Back At The Heartbreak Hotel.
I was nominated by Rory or was it Scrappy?! for the Friday Funday Challenge – Game On – You Name It! The Friday Funday Challenge was created by A Guy Called Bloke and K9 Doodlepip! and it’s a weekly questionnaire with a twist! He asks19 questions, and nominates three bloggers who have to answer 16 … Continue reading Thank Fun it’s Friday!!
George was special from the moment he was born. I had adopted a stray who I called Prader Willi (because that cat ate EVERYTHING) She was pregnant and I was going to get her spayed when she had had her kittens. She had four kittens. One black, One black and white, one tabby and one … Continue reading The Story Of George, The Ginger Stealer Of Hearts.
Yes you read that right. You know how sometimes things seem like a good idea but then they’re not? Yeah. Me too! Before we moved to this house, we had a tiny utility room. Because of the stupid way the fuse boards and venting were put in, it was big enough for the washer and … Continue reading Sitting in the Tumble Drier..
I got another fun nomination! The Sunshine Blogger Award. Apparently this is given to blogs who are “creative, optimistic and inspiring, while spreading sunshine to the blogging community”. And me. The aspect of these awards I’m most thrilled about is that it gives me the chance to share blogs I’ve grown attached to and even … Continue reading The Sunshine Blogger Award
You’d think I’d be banned from buying pop rocks after the Beirut Buns Incident but no.. So, as you’d expect, I bought more! I couldn’t think what to do with them. It was a little upsetting. No kids at home at the moment, it’s just me and ‘im indoors. And the animals. The two cats. … Continue reading Pop Rocks Part.. Number Two..