No More Babies for Harley Rose

Harley with Violet, her last kitten, the day she came home in late December, after being MIA for three months!

Today she finally had her operation which means her kitten bearing days are over, and she can now relax and be a fat and pampered house cat.  She didn't have to have a collar, the operation must be a lot smaller these days than when Lily had hers when we lived in WA.  Harley has to have her stitches out in 7 to 10 days.  She is in pain, I can tell, she has been like when she is in labour, walking around trying to find a way to get comfortable, poor little thing.  She is currently in the kitchen keeping watch for the mouse she thinks is living in there.  I wish she would come in and rest somewhere comfortable but Harley is Harley and will do what she wants.

Yesterday we went to Wagga to get Em's birthday present, an iPhone 5.  I had also got her little diamond ring out of lay by the day before only to find that we had missed the despatch to have it resized which only goes on on a Wednesday morning.  I didn't want to give it to her if she couldn't wear it right away and I was really disappointed.  We took it with us to Wagga and I went into Prouds to see if they could get it done by the big day, we were even prepared to take another trip down there if we had to.  The lady heard my tale about it being Em's birthday and where we lived and told us where they get the jewellery repaired etc and I raced up there and he said he could have it done in two hours, so I was very happy, and now she will be able to wear it right away.  We had to pay an extra $50 where it wouldn't have cost anything to have it done where we bought it, but it's worth it to me for her to have it the right size.  We've decided to go to our favourite spot at Narrandera, and take the boat, and have a picnic/bbq for her birthday.  She wants the old family favourite the "pool cake" which we seem to tweak differently every time we make it.  We won't be able to take that with us, but will have it when we get home that night.  I'm so looking forward to going to Five Mile, it's a long drive but it's so lovely out there and being a Friday we'll probably have the place to ourselves.  And it holds such great family memories, something we need to draw on right now.

Yesterday was a year since our friend Dot died from cancer.  I texted Barry early in the day and got no response, and rang him last night and to my surprise he answered.  He is well supported and doing everything "right".  Which means he is doing his grief his way, not how he thinks he should or how others think he should but just feeling his way through it.  We laughed more than we cried last night, I love how he talks to me like I'm a mate (an Aussie word for friend) and not a woman as such.  He is a funny bugger, and we are close enough now to know each other well and not have to say things, but have them understood.  He started out as Phill's friend, and remains so, but he is also mine now and I'm glad.  I have found lately, a couple of friendships that on the outside would seem fairly unlikely, but that I am finding so much joy through. 

So both the cats are "fixed" now.  Scout has decided that my recliner is his, he is sleeping there now, whenever anyone sits there he jumps on them and settles into inconvenient places on their body.  Harley is still out in the kitchen sleeping on the mat in front of the stove.  I got a look at her wound and it's tiny, they must have done some sort of keyhole surgery.  I wish she would come to bed with me and snuggle up but that isn't the kind of cat she is.

 I'm glad it's Friday, and we have a long weekend as it's some kind of teachers' bludge day on Monday and the kids don't have to go. 

Oh and I was doing some research on an air fryer tonight that I am thinking of buying and found an old favourite blogger, The Food Pornographer, who I had lost track of, I'll add her to my sidebar, even if you don't live in Perth you will love her food blog.

Still no rain, but it's whipping up out there, as usual there will be nothing in it and I don't think I'm alone in worrying about another drought after the last ten year one we all endured.