A geeky blog I read called today Superb Owl Sunday: a day for looking at pictures of Superb Owls. I don’t usually partake in mass cultural events but this one, I can get behind ;)
1. We’ve been hearing faint puppy noises for about a week now but thought they were floating on the breeze from the house across the valley – but today I head into the garden to find our neighbours out next door with the latest addition to their family. The puppy is tiny and I squee loudly when our neighbour picks up the ball of fluff for introductions. I coo even louder when she’s put back down and bounces around on the terrace.
1b. The chickens pad around the garden. The new ones squat down as I approach (their feathers are still super silky soft) but old Green is preoccupied by the bundle of fur excitedly watching them from the balcony.
2. The house is too quiet without both Lily and John. I pop on the radio to fill the void while I tidy the kitchen and joint the chicken. The half hour or so starts with Heard It Through The Grapevine and Last Night and later includes the Velvet Underground, Regina Spektor and The Ramones. I (blitzkrieg) bop around the room.
3. Lily stares at me from across the room, hugely jealous that I have my face buried in the cat’s fur. I think she is trying to telepathically transmit the information that she too has belly fur worthy of face burial.
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