Fred
Fred (our newly adopted black cat who I've yet to mention on LJ) has been with us for two months. Today we headed out to Pets At Home, and bought him a whole pile of toys: a tube to hide in, a very crinkly cow, two new litter trays, and a cat pheromone device. Hopefully he will spot peeing on the sofa (and if anyone has advice on removing cat pee from a fabric sofa, please let me know!)
Also my uncle Malcolm died last week. Apparently he had had prostate cancer for 7 years, and it had spread, but he didn't mention it to anyone, not even my dad (his younger brother), so it came as a total surprise. After the tragic events in Paris last night, it looked like my dad might be stuck in France, unable to return for his funeral on Tuesday, but it looks like he's made it past the border.
And I failed to find my tickets to the Garbage concert that's in Edinburgh tonight, so I'm missing it, which I'm rather unhappy about. It seems they did arrive, way back on 1st July, and I signed for them, but I didn't remember it back then, and I have no idea where they are now. Having gutted my flat looking for them, I guess it's just not happening, which is a shame as Garbage are one of my favourite bands.
Also my uncle Malcolm died last week. Apparently he had had prostate cancer for 7 years, and it had spread, but he didn't mention it to anyone, not even my dad (his younger brother), so it came as a total surprise. After the tragic events in Paris last night, it looked like my dad might be stuck in France, unable to return for his funeral on Tuesday, but it looks like he's made it past the border.
And I failed to find my tickets to the Garbage concert that's in Edinburgh tonight, so I'm missing it, which I'm rather unhappy about. It seems they did arrive, way back on 1st July, and I signed for them, but I didn't remember it back then, and I have no idea where they are now. Having gutted my flat looking for them, I guess it's just not happening, which is a shame as Garbage are one of my favourite bands.