Last night was a full success. The hubby did get his little surprise and a great birthday was had after all. At least that's what the hubby assured me of. The festivities continue tonight as yet another visitor from Ireland will be taken for a little sight seeing tour after work and being treated some yummy dinner. Looking forward to it as there's nothing better than sitting with a big round of friends, having a relaxed evening over a glass of Pinot Grigio or two.
Just came across this really sad story with a happy ending. A cat was accidently built into the space underneath a bathtub and was trapped there for more than seven weeks. During this time the cat went from 13lb to 4lb and was even too weak to hold her own head up once she was discovered and freed from her dark prison.
The vet wanted to put her down but the owner, who was happy to have her back after the wall was torn down again around the tub, persevered and nursed her back to health. YAY CAT!
Only three more days until we leave for our 'late honeymoon' to Thailand. So many things to take care of still. The run up to vacation always makes me want to cancel the entire thing. Why is it that we stress ourselves so much. I guess I just want to make sure the cats are being taken good care of and there's nothing to worry about back home. There's only one thing I hate more than packing my suitcase and that is unpacking it but I really don't want to think of the day we return, hopefully healthy and happy, from a great holiday.
Am I going to miss the cats in Thailand? Will I? Will I?
I think I might. If that's the case I only need to remember how I've been woken up at 5:25 am every morning over the past couple of weeks. By a meowing and scratching maniac no less. One that demands access to our bedroom at ungodly hours. I suppose that will be my cure.
The weather's been really weird lately. Sun, rain, wind, sun, rain, wind. Fierce heat...WTF? I watch the weather forecast in the morning. Dress accordingly. Get into work and am definitely dressed wrongly. Wheater forecasting = rocket science.
Note to self: Watch forecast then dress in the opposite....