Thank you

Stuck in bed..Feeling really horrid....Haven't felt this bad in quite a while......And to top it all off, I needed to use a ventolin inhaler in late last night so I guess my asthma is back for a while.

Thank goodness for small mercies though in the shape of a little black mischievous kitten called "blue"




It makes everything a tiny bit easier to bear when you know you're not alone.Thats for sure.
Cat....I'm sorry for being a total grouch yesterday.
....But you MUST STOP pulling the Christmas tree decorations down..Especially from Sophia's little tree that Grandma and her spent quality time making it look really nice...And then YOU cat....You running around the apartment with tinsel wrapped around your bum intermittently pausing in your tracks and expecting....waiting for someone to take pitty on you and to feel sorry enough for you to remove it.....(do you REALLY think you've got me all worked out..??)

Anyway....I guess I can forgive you because you always jump up and purr at the right time when I'm feeling down....in need of a friend or like today "obviously needing you to wake me up at 6am because YOU WANTED FEEDING...and I hope it's hello and goodmorning that you're purring..


I remember watching Mr.Ben (BBC Childrens program created using stop frame animation with puppets...it was extremely popular) when I was off school as a young child and mum making me chicken soup as it was the only thing I could eat.I used to be quite ill as a kid. Not just common colds...but I used to get chest infections....asthma....headaches the size of Manhattan and a intermittent problem with my eyes that eventually saw me going into hospital having quite serious surgery.
I will never forget coming home from hospital after two weeks and seeing that the bare trees left behind that outlined the park entrance we lived beside had now been replaced by pink blosoms.Heck, I can even remember that fresh sweet smell as if it was yesterday. (I was about 12 years old) And then finding out that the two cats we had called "toots and tim" had had to go to new homes because the doctors had warned mum and dad that it would start my alergy off again and could cause more problems, I digress on the subject as its making me reminise too much.