This will hopefully be my last blog post ... it's just one of many promises I've made over the last few days, if only my cat comes back.
The first promise was that if I was to win the game of solitaire I was playing on my mobile phone [Saturday], then she was sure to come back. I won the game and subsequently promised not to waste any more time playing it ... I have kept this promise.
The second promise was that if she was to return by the end of the day [Sunday] then I would have my hair cut short ... I am growing it, it's my one vanity, it's thick and curly [although insane at this point of growing].
The third promise was to donate half my wages to charities every week if she was to return by the end of the day [yesterday].
I have now registered her as a missing pet, it took me three days to do this because I refused to believe she was gone.
She was thoroughly stressed out both Thursday and Friday mornings, they were breaking the ground up [very close to us] in an earth shattering way, ready for the new footpath to the bridge. As soon as I got up [she feels safe while I'm in bed] she ran into the back bedroom and jumped through the window onto the kitchen roof, this was Friday morning. When we're home she routinely goes out for the day but knocks on the door at tea-time.
Yesterday was awful ... our main hope was that she'd gone to hide in one of the Asda storage containers, and of course no-one was working Sunday. The grumpy old man [who incidentally is as upset as I am], asked on the building site if he could go with one of them to check to see if she was hiding in a container - on Heanor Haulage land, where she's always hung out. We've had to go more than once to fetch her back when she's been left at home alone in the last few years.
The GOM was told he couldn't go on the site, but the site manager said he'd check himself - fair enough, it's a busy site, although the containers are well away from the Asda building - I can practically reach one of them [with a fairly long stick] over my neighbours fence. The main reason the GOM wanted to check himself is because if she is hiding in one of them, she'll hide from anyone unfamiliar but make a heck of a row if he calls her name and whistles her from close by.
I'm listening so hard for the jingle of her bell that my ears are aching, this isn't helped by my neighbours cats who jingle up and down the entry every five minutes, although it's a slightly different tone. I'd decided to lie down for five minutes yesterday afternoon - I'd been pacing from room to room, half the night and all day, up and downstairs to check through the windows - when I heard meowing at the back door, I shot up and ran to look through the window, convinced she was back, only to see my neighbours cat [he's been inherited and not sure where he lives yet]. This did nothing for my headache and I wept buckets.
I know there are many people who have had far worse happen to them, but I'm one of those sad, childless women [not by choice] who has always had a pet as a baby substitute - I've had dogs die and I've mourned them but the disappearance of my cat is agony.
The list of things I miss about her are endless, but the first thing on it, is how she insisted I put my arm around her in bed at night, and if she woke to find I was facing the wrong way [towards the GOM], she'd pat me on the shoulder - getting a bit more insistent with each pat [claws], until I woke up and turned back to face her.
What I really didn't need was some smart alec bastard phoning me up from Queen Street rec to tell me that they'd got my cat and had found her at Tesco Heanor! I was half expecting calls like this as the GOM has just put put posters up about her being missing.
My last promise if she comes back is to stop annoying people by writing this blog. So if you see a chunky woman with very, very short blonde hair, dressed in rags [due to the charitable donations] ... but with a huge grin walking around Langley Mill, it'll be me - with Tia safe at home ...
I've reached the age now where I've got an opinion on just about everything and I don't mind sharing it. In fact everyone has the right to my opinion! I, ahem, look YEARS younger than my sister [I've just put this bit in for her benefit as she's bound to read it] who is 7 years younger than me - but I have been well preserved [alcohol] and I'm extremely idle. I've been known to make the odd card or two but recently got a tad bored with crafting. Considering how much this particular hobby has cost me so far I'd better get 'unbored' pretty damn quick! I have a penchant for using long words that just pop into my head, this is essential as I'm now losing small words at an exceedingly alarming rate ...
I realise that most of my readers fall into two categories ... they're either technologically challenged or of a crumbly age ... or indeed both.
Therefore I decided to be kind - because I can be - and create a little guide, which I can add to if I think of anything new or if someone questions something.
I also realise that none of my crumblier readers venture anywhere near this informative side bit of the page, thus making this guide a complete waste of my time. But I'm nothing if not dogged and I can always say ... 'well my Dummies Guide tells you how to do that!'
Hmm, maybe I should put it at the top instead of the side, we'll see.
1) If you see a photo you would like a closer view of then click on it, it will take you to another page with a bigger picture. If you click on the photo it will enlarge. I can remember one crumbly friend trying to squint at the 'Christmas Menu' because she didn't know this.
2) If you come across some different coloured - underlined - writing [usually a lurid green] and I'm referring to another bit of my blog, again click on the writing as it's a direct link to that post.
In fact, if your arrow turns into a hand, then it's a clickable link.
But you can check first at www.heavens-above.com for International Space Station, Iridium flares, radio satellites pass times (very, very busy up there) - On a clear night you should see something man made practically every hour. Using Stellarium you can find where the planets are (no or minimal twinkle) and stars, especially Sirius (twinkles all colours).