Telling tales, of walking in wild places, of painting, of sleeping in warm places and of mice and other things....
Monday, January 5, 2009
Rosie's new year resoluions
This year I tried to be good, but so far have eaten:
a pair of sunglasses a sponge for cleaning things a koala bear toy that was precious a brown shoe a black shoe some coal some horse poo (frozen bird seed a pen a chip or maybe more cat food. But I did not, no I did not, eat Kiffer's head!
When first we started there were four of us, all ginger, and Max. Time has passed. The ginger pride are ghost cats, appart from Elmo. Now the house holds Max, oldest, tabby farm cat, dark, usually found sleeping on a cushion, Elmo, last of the Gingers, beautiful handsome and wonderful who still walks to the high hill top. And now there is Baggage and Bundle, silver mischief in sharp clawed kitten form. The adventures continue.