14/5/12 Spiders

After a busy day I had fallen asleep in the lounge (for a change!)

Deciding it was time for bed I made my way upstairs to draw the curtains. On yanking at the bedroom curtain I noticed a dark patch on the cream coloured material - just above my head. A SPIDER!

"AAAAGGGGHHH!" I involuntarily screamed. "What are you DOING?" My other half hissed up the stairs. "It's half past eleven at night. The neighbours will be calling the police!"

Bubbles did not need to be told there was a spider on the premises. My scream said it all. A bang downstairs told me that she had launched off her activity centre. I could hear her racing up the stairs, chirruping the whole time as she charged into the bedroom, tail curved high above her back in excitement!

I shook the curtain & carefully banged at it with my hand. The spider fell off. I danced out of the way, stifling another scream as the spider scurried across the carpet with Bubbles in hot pursuit. A furry black foot reached out & patted the spider. It stopped in its tracks & curled itself up on the floor; pretending to be killed. Bubbles & I were not fooled. We had seen this sort of trickery before. We knew the minute our backs were turned the spider would be up & scurrying away!

Just then my other half arrived, armed with a paper towel. "Where is it?" he demanded. Bubbles squeaked, dancing round the spider. I pointed, jigging nervously on the spot lest the eight legged one should jump up and move towards me. My other half deftly manoeuvred the paper towel over the spider, grabbed it & deposited it out of the window.

Bubbles looked disappointed. I looked ridiculous - a fully grown woman screeching at the sight of a spider!

OK, so it wasn't QUITE this big!

13/5/12 A Hairy Event

Today I decided to do out the airing cupboard, which had once again been left to pile up haphazardly for weeks. On rediscovering clothes I had forgotten existed, I was spurred on to organising piles of clothes into their respective categories on the bed, ready to put away properly in my cupboards.

Admittedly, after a while this got rather boring so I wandered off in search of food - to continue my clothing reorganisation later. However, on my return upstairs I let out a Simon's Cat style sharp intake of breath as I found my furry cat relaxing amidst the mounds of clothing upon the bed; lying right on top of my CREAM COLOURED scarf!

Bubbles' head perked up jauntily as she looked at me! She cheekily began licking her legs as if to say "I'm sitting here! Now what are you going to do about it?" A quick shake of the Chicken & Cheese treats did the trick! Bubbles leapt of the bed ready to devour the tasty morsels, whilst I closely inspected the covering of black hairs on my cream scarf, harrumphed & flung it into the washing basket!

Have a look at these funny Simon's Cat cartoons. I'm sure all the cat owners amongst you will appreciate and relate to these funny visual anecdotes:

12/5/12 Garden Time

Today is sunny! A fabulously blowy drying day and a lovely day for pussycats to explore gardens!

Bubbles has had a super time in the garden today ; playing in the long grass (the lawn does need cutting,) parading along the garden wall and enjoying the feeling of the wind blowing through her fur.

She has enjoyed "helping" my other half to hang the washing out; observing and inspecting from her supervisory vantage point on the top of the garden wall. She has also enjoyed "riding" back into the house in the rather stately position of being carried in the washing basket!

Now it is evening time and Bubbles is snoozing happily; no doubt dreaming of grass, garden smells and fresh air!

11/5/12 Yuk!

This morning did not begin well.... I poured out my cornflakes and milk, took one mouthful and nearly vomited. It tasted DIS-GUST-ING!

"Yuk! What is wrong with that?" I muttered to myself, making my way back to the fridge to inspect the milk. It had gone out of date on the 7th May. Now I'm not great at maths and it was quite early in the morning but even I could work out that the milk must have been off for several days. No wonder my cups of tea had been tasting funny!

Stupidly I sniffed the milk to check it really was off. The inadvertent gagging noise I made confirmed my suspicions! The milk went down the sink and I went to the cupboard, which, unfortunately was bare! Tutting I reached up into the fruit bowl. Empty! I checked the bread bin. No bread left. There were a few manky rolls so I decided to go all continental and have a bread roll for breakfast. Usually, continental breakfasts consist of such delights as croissants, jams, all sorts of lovely meats and cakes - but for me an old bread roll with a bit of butter would have to do! But now posed the question - what to drink? I know plenty of people who start the day on a glass of water, or some fruit juice or Ribena, but for me, nothing quite does it like a delicious, refreshing hot cup of tea!

Grumbling at the lack of milk I decided I would have to have green tea instead.... A nice refreshing drink but NOT first thing in the morning. To cool it a bit I sloshed in some cold water and took a sip! Gagging again, this followed the milk down the plug hole. Cold green tea was really not a good start to the day - tasting more like cold Lemsip.

Shuddering from the foul taste, I fed Bubbles who was lurking impatiently in the kitchen, dropping subtle hints that she was ready for breakfast, by climbing onto her cat food shelf. This appeared to be the only well stocked part of the kitchen! Cat feeding accomplished, I rushed upstairs, dressed quickly and raced to the shops for provisions....

10/5/12 Exhaustion

Feeling more exhausted than yesterday I'm afraid my blog post holds little excitement for the reader.

My day passed in a blur of exhaustion after yesterday's interview efforts and I was truly appreciative of my other half cooking my tea, which I ate then duly fell asleep again!

Bubbles has enjoyed a relaxing evening in the lounge with her humans but was not impressed when during an "awake" moment I decided she really could do with a brush.... It started off well, with Bubbles purring, happily rubbing her face against the brush and rolling co-operatively onto each side in turn to let me brush her, however, as soon as the brush gently touched her tail fur (which I am VERY careful of incase of sensitivity) she decided enough was enough and I received a violent slap for my efforts.

Tail wagging furiously, Bubbles glared at me whilst I removed the offending brush and slunk off to the kitchen to bathe my wounded hand!

9/5/12 Interview

Well, today has been soooo tiring. I went to my interview which was an experience! I was unsuccessful this time but gained some valuable advice and good experience.

On arriving home I quickly changed out of my new outfit before collapsing wearily in a tracksuited heap on the settee! By eight o clock I was fast asleep, to be woken suddenly by the lounge door being flung open as Bubbles strode into the room "Miaowing" loudly!

Clearly it was highly unacceptable for me to fall asleep so early in the evening. How dare I be unavailable to pay attention to pussycat needs and demands!

Feeling to tired to do anything constructive I toddled off to bed with Bubbles, where we were soon snuggled up fast asleep under the quilt

8/5/12 Shopping

Today, I have been shopping for interview clothes: Smart black trousers, a smart red top and a smart, military style red suit jacket. I feel good in my new outfit! I am pretty sure Bubbles approves, judging by all the bouncing she has done on the shopping bags!

Cats seem to have a love of anything "crinkly!" Bubbles adores pouncing on plastic bags, especially if they then skid across the floor with her riding proudly like a furry surfer.

These antics always make me laugh, although NOT so popular was the time Bubbles spied me arranging all my uni notes on the lounge floor. All seventeen pages, I hasten to add, were painstakingly arranged in my attempt to organise a rather complicated end of module project.

Unfortunately Bubbles was unaware of this, as she raced into the room, skidding with immense accuracy onto the first sheet which had a rather super cascading effect as all my notes whizzed across the room haphazardly out of order! "AAAGH!" I kind of half shrieked, half yelled, half choked, whilst Bubbles just looked at me inquisitively, twitched her ears then thoughtfully surveyed the mess of papers before legging it back out of the room and upstairs two at a time "Miaowing" excitedly!