Only one Willoughby bin was taken to the sidewalk yesterday. There were more bags on the balcony and and empty bin in the garage. But, perhaps, if it had been filled and taken to be collected this morning, the collection truck would have dropped and smashed it as well.
Seems to be our luck with trash cans.
It has been reported. The mess moved into the erstwhile empty bin which is back in the garage. Let's hope they are quicker at getting us a new bin than usual.
In the meantime, our monthly tally of one cat/kitten adopted per day is holding in April.
This afternoon last week's keen family came back for Cheetah. I left Kath to it because I wanted to rush home to PC. (Just like previously, I left two bags of washing and a bag of washed tins in the loading bay in my rush to get home).
PC had a very quiet day in bed. He hadn't got up even for a drink of water, let alone food. Yesterday he and Aslan basked on the nice warm tiles on the verandah . . . between snacks.
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| PC and Aslan |
I don't think PC got out of his bed today. Not even for a drink of water. We have fixed that but he isn't interested in eating anything. But rather likes it on my bed.
| PC |
| Cookie's pretty tummy |
And Bruce loves lying on his mummy's tummy.
| Ruby is a pillow for Bruce |
Old AWL vollies will enjoy that we had an email from the daughter of the woman who adopted Jasmine, with 3 legs. I fostered Jasmine before and after her amputation and she was a lovely cat. And I used to feed her when the mother went to visit other family in Canberra. I could go through the blog I kept then to find a photo if anybody is interested.























