6. The Smudge Toileting Facilitation Unit TM

In which we create the new Cat WC and I receive ‘The Look’ again.

Read it HERE

The Look, Version II

The Look, Version II

Bacon-Flavoured Slimy Pills and The Look

In which I give Smudge a worming tablet and am graced with The Look.

Read it Here

The Look.

The Look.

Smudge. Day 2 – Hairbrushes and Free Food

In which Smudge gives her servant hairbrush training and we discover advantages to her big feet.

Read it Here

These paws are not made for sneaking...

These paws are not made for sneaking…

A Smudge on the Horizon

We have become indentured. Our new mistress has her own page. Look for Smudge up on the header, and there you will find recordings of our induction into servitude.

 

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Random Acts of Kindness Page Updated

I’ve updated my RAKAPIF page – Random Acts of Kindness and Pass it Forward page. Feel free to wander around it and get inspired. You can get to it via the header on my blog, or press

HERE

Other than that, have a great day. I insist. 😀

RAKAPIFs make me smile... :D

RAKAPIFs make me smile… 😀

 

Experimenting can Lead to Excessive Caffeine Consumption – The Gallery Experiment

I can pay you...

I can pay you…

I’m trying something new on here – galleries. I’ve created both a Gallery page up the top, and a Gallery widget at the side. It would seem that the galleries on the Gallery page can’t be named, and the gallery in the widget on the side can’t show just a few pics that lead to the full gallery when clicked on.

This is not what I want and it has led to excessive caffeine consumption. Continue reading

Tiny House Living – Life Without a Television. The Ice – It comes!!

P1040449 72A lot of people gasp with shock when I tell them we have no t.v.

“Did you see blah blah blah last night…?”

“Nope. Haven’t got a television.”

“What??!!”

I do caregiving for a living, so I stay for two days and two nights in a house each week. But even then I’m still not tempted to stare at the goggle-box. Unless there’s a good documentary on, or Bones – about the only drama I like to see regularly, because her autistic-type personality has a train-smash sort of fascination to it, and the other characters make me laugh. The other exception being America’s Next Top Model, but that’s because I like watching the photo shoots that they come up with. In between the shoots (when they’re bitching at each other about who should be doing the dishes or what a cow so-and-so is) I usually wander off and hand out meds or empty catheter bags or something else so much more fascinating.

It’s no hardship though, having no t.v. We do have the internet, after all, which can keep us amused for hours. Any question you can possibly come up with, Google will find an answer to it somewhere. Which is how I know that steam rollers don’t roll steam… Continue reading

For Your Entertainment: The ‘Kiwi Accent’ from a Foreigner’s Point of View

Here’s a great blog post written by a young American woman who’s experiencing New Zealand. In this post, she discusses the ‘Kiwi accent’. It’s hilarious to read how we sound to other people.

Read her blog HERE

The North Island of New Zealand (Middle Earth) with directions on where to find stuff.

The North Island of New Zealand (Middle Earth) with directions on where to find stuff.

Camera Rambles: Moa the Cat in Catnip Ecstacy

It's that stuff again, isn't it...?

It’s that stuff again, isn’t it…?

After posting the article on catnip today, (read that here) I grabbed my camera and went to visit Moa with a piece of catnip. These were the results: Continue reading

Factoids: Catnip – The Drug of Choice for SOME Felines

Otis Friday. I was on her staff for 16 wonderful years. Beautifully-natured, but still happy to take a swipe at me from behind the shower curtain.

Otis Friday. I was on her staff for 16 wonderful years. Beautifully-natured, but still happy to take a swipe at me from behind the shower curtain.

When I was growing up, we always had two cats in the house, so I quite like having them around. They’re funny little critters – total mercenaries one minute then all furry and purry the next. They’ll never deign to fetch a ball for you, yet they’ll play “I want to be on that side of the door, no – that side, no – that side…” with the patience of an ancient Mah Jong player. They’ll lay on their backs all innocent-like and invite you to scratch their soft, warm stomach fur then suddenly change their minds and gouge holes in your birthday suit. It’s an ongoing mystery as to why we put up with their mercurial little souls, but once you’ve been a staff member of a cat-keeping household, you’ll always look at them with a certain amount of fascination. Continue reading