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Christmas With A Cold Cat And A Sick Chick…

Dec
28

Cartoon picture of presents, Toblerone, alcohol, turkey and sweets

 

I normally cherish the memories that the festive period brings. But, this year, I will be trying very hard to forget.

Oh, don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t a total disaster. Food was consumed, drink got drunk and pressies were opened, but it was somewhat marred by the fact that the cat and one of the chickens had a rotten time.

A Cold Cat

The cat spent most of her time sitting in front of one of three oil-filled electric rads trying to keep warm (because my boiler is bust and the house is freezing). This had the effect of making her feel drowsy, which meant she kept nodding off and burning the tip of her nose on the rad, which made me feel bad because I should have sorted the boiler out weeks ago. And then, the one and only time that she ventured onto the windowsill for a quick look-see, the poor thing promptly sneezed and headbutted the glass, which set off a two minute uncontrollable fit of sneezing, which made me feel even worse.

 

Photo of a cold black cat in front of a radiator

 

A Sick Chick

And as for the chicken, well, she fell ill about six days ago so, in the spirit of Christmas, I bought her indoors (in a box on the dining room floor, to be more precise) to give her some TLC and to plump her up a bit. This appeared to be a good move until the aroma of ‘sick chick’ threatened to overpower my Marks and Spencer’s Mandarin, Clove and Cinnamon candles and so she was promptly returned to the hen house.

 

Photo of ex-battery chicken in a box and feeling ill

 

My Plans

And, you know, I don’t blame the cat for guilt-tripping me (goodness, no, it’s not her fault). And who knows quite what is going on inside the body of chicken Number Three. But I think that, to increase the odds of me making slightly better festive memories next year, I’m going to chase my boiler man up tomorrow to make sure that he is coming to fix my boiler on the 3rd Jan (like he said he would) and then I’m going to nip down to M&S for some more of those scented candles I was on about. I’m also going to see if I can get myself a provisional invite to someone else’s house for next Christmas too, but don’t tell the chicken and the cat, will you? No, cos – I’m not being funny but – they don’t really need to know…  

Cartoon picture of M&S Mandarin, Clove & Cinnamon candles

A Poem About My Lack Of Blog Post This Week

Dec
16

 

My Pink Christmas Tree

 

Do you mind if I don’t do a blogpost this week?

It’s just that I’ve got things to do.

The washing, the ironing… you know how it is?

And I’m guessing that you’re busy too.

 

Oh, I’m nowhere near ready for Christmas yet;

In fact, I’ve not written one card.

But what with three hens and a house and a cat,

Plus a load of commitments: it’s hard.

 

But I have put the tree up

(That much I will say).

And it’s gaudy and glitzy and pink.

And although it’s not everyone’s cup of tea

I’d love to know what you think.

 

So instead of that blogpost I mentioned before,

Why not check out my fabulous tree?

It won’t disappoint (well, at least, I hope not)

Come by Sunday at just after three.

 

 

And here it is…. Yeay!

 

 

photo of my super kitsch, glitzy and gaudy pink Christmas tree

A No-Words Christmas Blogpost (apart from this title… obviously)

Dec
07

 

Handmade felt holly leaf Christmas decoration

 

Handmade felt bell Christmas decoration

 

Handmade felt fox Christmas decoration

 

Handmade felt cat Christmas decoration

 

Handmade felt rabbit Christmas decoration

 

 

Handmade felt Christmas tree decoration

 

Handmade felt church Christmas decoration

 

Handmade felt snail Christmas decoration

 

Handmade felt heart Christmas decoration

 

See? I told you…

(Oops!)