SEAGULLS, STICKS, TRUMPETS AND FRENCH HORNS

 

Hello everyone,

It`s pretty chilly today...actually, freezing cold is more like it.  Never mind, I only had to go out once and that to walk Mr Jake, who wouldn`t understand if I were to tell him that I`d rather stay in the warm and would he mind waiting until tomorrow for a walk...lol!  While out walking I always have a look at the houses I pass on route.  Obviously lots of them are decorated for Christmas, some more than others but that aside, I have to smile at some peoples idea of what`s nice to look at and what`s not.  Take for example, one of the houses across the road from the back field where Jake has his morning run.  It is owned by a nice older couple and it is  beautifully maintained.  The only thing that spoils it is the large pair of ornamental seagulls sitting on the inside window ledge.  They look so real that their beady eyes seem to follow you as you walk past....ugh!  If they were mine they`d go straight in the bin.  Another one of the houses has Christmas decorations covering the roof and a few on the outside front of the house.  Now, each time I walk past they have added another couple of decs and now you can barely see the house for santas, snowmen and other Christmassy stuff, before long I doubt there`ll be room to get in and out the front door!  These days on our afternoon walks, Jake and I get some funny looks because he insists on carrying a stick around with him.  It has become a ritual and it`s quite good for keeping him under control.  So intenet is he on hanging on to it that a distraction such as a cat doesn`t have the impact it once did.  He used to lunge forward dragging me along with him.  Nowadays he is so torn between losing the stick and chasing the cat that by the time he`s made up his mind, the cat has scarpered and we resume the walk as if nothing had happened.  That`s a labrador`s brain for you, with absolutely no complexities at all,  a simple soul is our Jake.

                                         

About an hour ago Kerry and Slava popped in for a cuppa after spending the afternoon in the town...the fools...lol!  While we were sitting there munching mince pies Jim knocked over the Christmas tree....bless him!!!   He was trying to get to the cupboard in the sideboard to find some DVD`s and didn`t move the tree back far enough and the thing went crashing down scattering baubles, little golden musical instruments, stars and bells all over the carpet.  A terrified Jake ran to his bed and a very  cross Sandra shouted at the culprit...lol!  I managed to straighten out the branches and re-decorate it and Jim has weighed down the base with some more house bricks.  I think it isn`t balanced very well because of it`s narrow base.   I`ll have to see if there`s something else I can do to anchor it next year, with Roman being that much older I don`t want him pulling it over and hurting himself.

                                           

                                           

I was really pleased with the result of last nights final of `Strictly Come Dancing`.  I thought Darren really deserved to win considering he was the most unlikely dancer at the start of the series.  I did want Zoe to win but after she was eliminated I think all the people who had voted for her switched allegience to Darren.  I know Colin was the best dancer but he will survive and maybe have anew career now.  Anyway friends,  I`m going to have my dinner in a moment so I`ll say goodbye.  Enjoy the rest of the day and stay warm and cosy. 

 

 

A Cat's Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse.

'Cuz the cat had pounced on him
and tore him apart-
Ate his mousey intestines
And chewed up his heart.

Kitty thought he heard sleigh bells,
which made him take pause-
He stopped daintily licking
the blood from his claws.

"Must be Santa" thought Kitty
(that quite clever cat)
'Cuz nobody else climbs down
the chimney like that.

Indeed it was ol' Santa,
so jolly and fat
With a load of presents
and all for the cat!

"Wow, the best Christmas ever!"
Kitty thought with a purr,
Then he coughed up a hairball
and shed some more fur.