What's up?

Yeah, I got obsessively carried away building up the fellowship. Every night I’d go to bed thinking ‘That’s it. I’ve done all I can, now it’s just play’ and then I come up with another avenue to explore … and off I go again. Wednesday night I finally got to the point where I knew there was no further avenue left to explore. I woke up at six on Thursday, and re-emerged to real life. Went to get cat food – and got Ziva a flea collar. Spent a couple of hours in the garden.

Came back upstairs only to learn that a new Adventure starts on Monday! Oh, and our Archmage came online Wednesday night – only to hand over the burden to me! I have no real support – the other Mage just wants us to get to the top prize in tournaments – we’re doing a lot better than ever before! But won’t pool HER resources. Turns out, I’m the only one who does – so there’s that strategy down the drain. So, on the one side she’ll expel member for not being team players, while at the same time … Ah, well. It’s a game. A TEAM game! Her first reaction to the new Adventure was ‘Oh no – let’s skip it! Oh, I’ll help, if we decide to go for it …’ that was a lovely slap in the face.

Rant over.

My porch light blew the other day, I asked our gardener to replace the bulb – but the whole thing is … hanging by a thread! You can’t get the bulb out, when he tried, the whole thing started coming apart, so we left it. Anyway, I had put a new bulb in last year, so there’s definitely a problem.

One of Rose’s geraniums blew over and broke off, she was going to throw it away (she’s got so many, and no space) so I cut myself a load of cuttings and stuck them in the vegetable patch along the wall and in that bed, where the Nasturtiums were last year. All new Nasturtiums coming up in that bed are covered in those black lice or whatever parasite they are.  Maybe the geraniums have a better chance.

Today, I first pulled all the Nasturtiums out of the lawn and the path and planted them in the bed opposite the Spekboom. If the garden demolishers come tomorrow, at least they won’t be mowed. Then I cleaned the bed, starting at the end, working my way towards the courtyard. I cut all the dead stalks, leaving room for the new sproutings, and removed as many wilted leaves as I could. It’s looking a lot nicer – and the path is nice and open again! Those seeds don’t care where they land, they just push forth new flowers anywhere they like, he he.

The Mips are as troublesome and attached as always! They go out when I open the door – and within an hour they come back for play! Not cuddles anymore, now they want play. Well, except Mewthos – he puts on a show of wanting play, but really he just wants to cuddle in our cuddle cave! He gets incredibly dirty in such a short time! He comes back half an hour after I let him out with his nose all black – like he’s trying to plow with his nose! But I shouldn’t be surprised – after all, I can’t water the garden without watering Mewthos! He is fascinated by the ground changing colour (when the water darkens the soil). So much so, he pays no attention to the water coming from above causing that change! And he trots around in the wet soil – then looks at his paw in disgust for getting wet!

Lady Jane now just loves me to dangle a feather around the mini-scratcher I had bought so long ago – she tires herself out clawing her way round and round and round again! She’s still not able to stay completely away from my toilet paper, though – sigh. The other night she again checked that I was fully in the bath before settling down to a leisurely claw at it! Oh, and I don’t think her use of alternate litter places had anything to do with the state of the box; I think she was trying to let me know that something was wrong. Every time she did, there was some blood in her stool. There hasn’t been a recurrence, though. While that was happening, I saw her use the litter box as well, and saw no blood those times. She did throw up in the garden yesterday afternoon though. That worries me a bit, I’ll have to start checking the patch by the wall – she brought another piece of garbage from next door this week, again, even though I’ve closed that hole. So they must be throwing odd bits into my garden now. She would be so easy to poison!

I had some issues getting them all in last night, but even Ziva was indoors before dark! I put the collar on her – and boy, oh boy am I only in the dog box now! She is highly displeased! You’d think I fitted her with a cone of shame! She shrinks from me, if I try to touch her! She’s slunk away and has been sulking in the cat carrier – except when it was time for treats!