AT HOME WITH THE PADDIE-WACK

 

 

Hello everyone,

Welcome to a bitterly cold Thursday afternoon. It has been dark nearly all day and I think someone must have switched off the sun!  I left the house this morning at 8.30 and all the cars had theit headlights on.  The sky was really leaden and just after I left it tried to snow but didn`t come to anything though I wouldn`t be at all surprised if we don`t get some later.  Tescos was empty again and shopping was a breeze, I was in and out of there really quickly despite having bought a heavy shop. I bought Roman an avocado as they are apparently really good for babies, being full of vitamins,  he loves his fruit so I`m sure he`ll eat it without a problem.  Kerry took him back to the doctor this morning and she changed his skin cream and told Kerry to throw all the others away.  The doctor told Kerry that though the excema is widespread she has seen far worse and she thinks it`s the sort that he`ll grow out of.  Kerry had it herself but only mildly, Danny had it far worse than Roman but his was accompanied by asthma and hay fever, which took until he was a teenager to grow out of.

My graphics theme today is cats, not that I`m a true cat lover.  I admire cats and many have kept me as their pet but since our last one died we decided against anymore and have stuck with our beloved dogs ever since.  Paddie was the last cat, a medium-sized black and white female with a face like a kitten, a temperament like a tiger and a baleful stare.  She was given to us along with her adopted `sister` Hazel, a fat tabby who was the sweetest-natured cat you could ever wish to share your home with.  Paddie soon pledged her allegience to Kerry and no-one else, Hazel was everybody`s friend and spent her short time with us purring and looking pretty.  Whereas Paddie stalked, killed and ate birds at an alarming rate, Hazel looked on with absolutely no interest at all, preferring to sit in the garden and soak up the sunshine.  One day Hazel disappeared and despite our searching, putting up posters etc.  we couldn`t find her.  Life went on with Paddie not missing Hazelat all apart from not having anyone to boss around anymore. About three years later, a friend told me that Hazel was living a couple of streets away with an elderly man who lived alone.  I was given the address but decided to leave it alone and let the chap keep her living with him.  Hazel would have gone to anyone who fed her and had obviouly found someone who fed her even more than we did.  That left Paddie, who bit scratched myself, Jim and Danny more times than I care to remember, including the vet who regularly had to treat her for abcesses caused by the bite wounds recieved during her many fights. Any affection we showed her was returned with complete disinterest apart from when it was Kerry who picked her up.  Then of course she purred loudly and behaved like a kitten! She even detested both Rosie and Hannah, Rosie I could possibly understand as she wasn`t a cat lover , but Hannah was really sweet to her and had her nose so badly scratched that she carried the scar on her pink nose for the rest of her days.  Paddie stayed with us until she was nearly 14 and her immune system couldn`t stand up to the infections caused her constant fighting.  After the way she treated us all those years I couldn`t believe how upset we both were when we had to let her go. She certainly had spirit did our Paddie ,but we decided to have a much quieter and safer life with our docile dogs in the future.  They may not be quite as intelligent but boy, is life simpler!!!

I`ll say goodbye for now. I hope you all have a lovely evening, take care.

 

SOME VERY SILLY CAT JOKES!!!

Did you hear about the cat who drank 5 bowls of water?

He set a new lap record.

Did you hear about the cat who swallowed a ball of wool?

She had mittens.

What is the difference between a cat and a comma?

One has the paws before the claws and the other has the clause before the pause.

What do you get when you cross a chick with an alley cat?

A peeping tom.

Why don't cats play poker in the jungle?

Too many cheetahs.

What is a cat's favourite song?

Three Blind Mice.

What is a cat's way of keeping law & order?

 Claw Enforcement.

What is the name of the unauthorized autobiography of the cat?

Hiss and Tell.

What does a cat do when it gets mad?

It has a hissy fit.

What do you call the cat that was caught by the police?

The purrpatrator.