Fat-BOBBY. The saga continues.

There is this cat.

We call her Fat Bobby. Her face is the shape of a pie. Her body like a dense tree trunk slumped in the moss. Her aim. To eat all of my cat food.

This cat is torturing my cats. It comes in, stealth Nina style, eats the food, then leaves. I have come to understand that it must know it's way around my house to get out so quickly. Heaven knows how this fat beast fits through my cat flap.

Last night after moving the food to the front room, I found her, head in the bag of food still in the kitchen. I moved it upstairs, there again she found it. 5am, ozzy growling all industrial machine-like. Scared me. I chased her down the stairs.

I may have to set a trap. A fat Bobby food trap. Or poster the streets. War is upon me and I will not back down to this greedy monster.

Tonight.

I lock the Cat flap.

Wednesday 24th February: Postal offerings

Today started with getting up late. New phone. New alarm. Forgetful me. Didn't check... Oops! I made the decision to embrace the lateness of my day. I woke with the light, which shimmered blue through the window. My favourite colour. A morning sparkling with the frost,  how could I feel anything other than excited about it?  I walked to work feeling cold, enjoying the chill on my face. I spent most of my time working with staff today, discussing teaching and learning. I am always amazed and amused by discussions in these sessions and how passionate others are about education. I finally got around to posting B's birthday gift (almost a month late! Must get better at posting) - at the post office I chatted to the man behind the screen, he asked what was in the parcel. I asked him what was the strangest thing he had ever received at the post office: Boobs (inserts for false ones!), human ashes and urine (still warm!) this made me laugh a lot!! I picked up some almond milk on the way back and ran into a lady I worked with who was helping another lady at the self serve check out. I admired her patience and kindness. she nodded and said 'it's like being back at work!'.



               Oh... And voodoo grass X