No teeth to hold it back, up Thornhill, “ssh, I want to hear”
1. With each cough, his tongue pokes out further. It is almost impossibly cute. 2. A long walk at lunchtime. We bat some ideas around and enjoy the sun streaming into the empty woods. 3. The one person paying attention, the one person amongst the chaos who wants to listen and learn.
Neat numbers, poor Mr B, OpenTTD pokes my OCD
1. The car’s display tells us it’s 5.05pm and 5.5°C. 2. He’s had a hard day – first starved overnight then an operation to remove nearly all his remaining teeth. He’s hungry but his mouth hurts too much to eat and he pulls frantically at his gums with his paws, his claws. All I can [...]
1BT – Carla soft soft
(I wrote this as a draft and didn’t write any more from that day – but think it should be published anyway.) 1. Lily has always been soft to the touch but not as silky as the cats. We have a new found appreciation of the cats’ fur since Lily joined the team, especially when [...]
A year ago today – six beautiful things from our house move
It’s a year today since we moved into our new home. I only started 3BTing a couple of months after the move so only have just a few tweets to mark the day — I think a few hindsight 3BTs are in order 1. It’s strange to see our things, the items that decorate our [...]
100 miles north-north-east: day two
1. The happy fat cat licks his bum in the sun while the farm’s cafe’s customers bustle around him. His fluffy white tummy reflects the light and I think how much G would like to tickle it. 2. I can’t change my train ticket so have 2.5hrs to kill in a strange city. I head [...]
In lieu of breakfast, the most handsome cat in the world, baklava
1. After a day apart, we catch up before getting up. He tells me his news and I tell him mine. At half hour intervals, we discuss making pancakes for breakfast but neither of us moves. 2. The cats look delightful on the new duvet cover. It’s spotty (like Smarties, Katherine says) and multi-coloured, a [...]
Breakfast, animals x 3, showcase x3
1. The sweetness of the crisp bacon, the sourness of the muffin, the silkiness of the scrambled egg and the substantial chewiness of the sausage. A great breakfast. 2. Animals: a) The chickens cluck around me, interested in what I’m doing to their drinker, to their grit hopper and to their coop. When I’m working [...]
It wasn’t even that cold, busy buzzing, perfectly put
1. Conscious of a distance chicken announcing she’d just laid an egg, I wake up earlier than normal. Carla is nestled in my arms like a teddy bear. When I’d woken through the night, she’d been there too – a sleepy purr starting whenever I brushed her silky soft fur. (She’s with me now too, [...]
