Archive for January 2011

“Is that cool!”

Thursday, 27. January 2011

was the only comment of a guy passing our open garage door.

Monique was ready for a ride to Woodmead. Only, the battery was flat. We are waiting for a new regulator to be fixed on Saturday,

I am not a cat, I am human

Wednesday, 26. January 2011

When the can-openers have their food, sitting at the table, I have to be right there. One chair is just for me. I only don’t understand why they don’t feed me then.

They should know meanwhile! Sometimes they treat me like a cat, like that little grey one, that doesn’t know that you lick the fork, nor does it know how to be hand fed.
That grey one let allways drop what it gets offered, and then it eats from the floor, eiishh.
Food doesn’t belong onto the floor!

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May be I have to give these two-legged can-openers another hint, that they finally get it and treat me right.

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Nice sunshine today, but to indulge in sunbathing I need my beach towel.

Hopefully they get it now!

Sunday Rest – a Foreign Word

Sunday, 23. January 2011

As of 8 AM the sound and rhythm of sledgehammers was our background music.
2 1/2 weeks ago our neighbour’s house was on fire. We had the impression the cleanup was already done, but it seems they take the opportunity and almost rebuild the house. Luckily in the afternoon they did some less noisy work.

What happened back then?
The boy said to his little sister “I have the feeling somethings is wrong with your room.” But she didn’t react too much, so he said “I guess I should call mom!”
This sentence did alert the domestic staff, and she went upstairs. When she opened the door to the walk-in closet leading to the little girl’s room, the closet already was on fire.
Suspicious the boy had played with a candle setting the curtains on fire. Lots of synthetics in the room, and the disaster took its course. What started like teasing amongst siblings turned to severity.
Luckily nobody did get hurt.

But today the follow-up did disturb a relaxing Sunday.