One vole and one bird today. I am trying to save sensibilities by not specifying the exact type of bird Saphy specializes in – but let’s just say it is not the very common chaffinch and leave it at that. J tried to go home on the bus today. He waited at the bus stop […]
R, J and I had our own Christmas Dinner today – a sirloin roast from the “Blackface Meat Company” and all the trimmings. Unfortunately I discovered right at the last minute that one of the blades on my electric knife was missing and R had to help me carve the beef – hard to believe […]
It’s Christmas. Unfortunately my Mum and Dad are not really in a state of health for them to come here any more so we went to them in Rhu on Christmas Day. J is staying with us until 27th (or longer if the weather turns bad again!) I still did my tree – with an […]
A very mangled vole is Saphy’s contribution to the household economy today. It is Christmas Eve today and the Cats have written another carol. Amber took the lead on this one as it is in honour of her favourite purveyor of sliced chicken breast. Hark the sacred door bell rings Harbinger of wonderous things Chicken […]
Saphy back on form today with two birds (both dead) and a very lively shrew which we eventually caught and released. Back to dreich again outside – we are walking up to the top of the hill and back every day but there is no great pleasure in it while the weather is like this, […]
Saphy didn’t get anything again today. Interestingly – Schrodi always used to get loads of voles when there was snow on the ground – I thought it was because they showed up well against a white background. Saphy doesn’t seem to have mastered the technique though. I made my Christmas cake today. I decorated with […]
Saphy brought in nothing at all. She registered an official complaint to the authorities about the snow.
On the third day of Mousemas, Saphy brought to me – Two Shrews one living one dead. Amber poked her nose out of the door for thirty seconds.
On the second day of Mousemas Saphy brought to me – one lively mouse The cats tell me they are writing Christmas Carols. This was their first attempt. O come all you birdies feathery and toothsome Come ye, oh come ye to Lochgoilhead Come and be bitten, come and now be eaten O come just […]
The cats have informed me that they don’t do Christmas. They more go in for the New Age Festival of Mousemas which coincidentally lasts twelve days running from Dec 18th to 29th. It is a bit of a movable feast but traditionally ends on R’s birthday on 29th. Traditional occupations during Mousemas are the consumption […]
