Backwards In High Heels

Ow

Ow. My last wisdom tooth is cutting through. Dentists on Tuesday. Ow.

Kittens doing well. Ow.

That is all. Ow.

Posting at 11pm, It Can Mean Only One Thing...

we have our first hand rear kittens of the year in.

It is my fault too. We were in the vets yesterday picking up some special biscuits for my Trulli and got chatting to one of the vets about cats and kittens. I said:

"We haven't had any kittens to hand rear this year but it won't be far off now"

Which the universe translated as:

"I have no desire for a good nights sleep over the next six weeks, I demand I have entities to wee on me at all hours sent this way NOW"

And lo, today a very stressed colleague from the cat charity rang with an emergency case and we now have 6 newborn kittens to try and save (two siblings were already dead).

Despite such a big litter they are quite big but have come to us under 12 hours old and we will be up against to see who can pull through. Sometimes they all seem to rally for the first fortnight and then stop thriving so there is quite a journey ahead.

I will take some photos and video of them soon.

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For Our Neighbours...

The Eurosceptics were voting in full force on Saturday as after a nucleur bomb (possibly before actually) this is the most awful thing we can send in to Europe:

Scooch are representing the UK in the Eurovision 2007

You can listen to a clip of the victorious song here but I am not responsible for any seizures caused by it.

I can't wait till May! Everyone in Europe bow to the the greatness that is Britain or we'll send Carol Voderman and Ricahrd Madeley next...