Another update, a snowy one!

Just a wee note as I've heard from people who are worried by my silence!
Fear not, as this has been caused by BT BEING A USELESS INTERNET PROVIDER....grrrrrrrr and not by any of us dropping off the planet or being snowed into it.

I am still at my mum's: she still can't remember falling or hitting anything.
I may be going home for next week, then doing one week there, one week here, etc. We'll see how it goes....

Meanwhile we've had tons of snow!

Scooter and Fluffy are spending most of their time indoors by the fire or on my bed, and the "stray" from up the road hangs out in the shed: in a large box of old clothes with a Winnie-The-Pooh hot water bottle refilled periodically :) he also gets food and water, of course. What he really wants is to come indoors and be a lapcat, but Fluffy goes bonkers when she sees him, and Scooter "bravely" hides behind something bigger than himself and makes a high pitch wailing sound.

Fluffy is so reluctant to go out, we caught her peeing on the carpet upstairs. I just caught her after the event. "WHAT the????" was answered with a chirrup as she ran top speed back downstairs, flicking her tail up at me.

Well, I've tried soap, hot water, sodium bicarb (reputed to remove any pong) and now I'm on to lavender scented dettol. Hopefully I can get rid of the ambient evidence before mum's buyer [of her house] next wants to pop in.

Maybe Fluff caught wind of the move plans and wants to mark her territory....

I don't want to get them used to a litter tray indoors as, if I go back home, this leaves more work for mum. So, whenever Fluffy has seemed reluctant to go out since and do what cats do, I've picked her up and carried her out to her pee-patch, snow or no snow. You wouldn't think a 16 yr old cat with arthritis could run very fast, would you? But after leaving a little patch of rising steam in the snow, Fluffy runs so fast up the path, one time she slipped and fell over.

I shall miss them when I do get home. I'm becoming accustomed to Fluffy cuddles on the sofa in the evening and Scooter smooches on my bed at night. (Their version: warming cold paws and backs and getting something soft to sit on.) Mum tells me I spoil them, but I think in reality they are spoiling me.

Take care! Hope to be able to visit your blogs soon- no time here in the library!

ps.........
mum's birthday tomorrow-
oh goody, more cake!!!