Kittens vs. Pomme

Categories: cat-comments, life-in-general, pictures

Date: 29 August 2010 11:00:19

Things haven't been going quite so well between Pomme and the Kittens, although we're starting to see some hopeful signs. Although the initial couple of days were okay, things went a bit downhill after that. Pomme attacked them both several times, with much hissing, clawing and biting. Unfortunately, when scared the Kittens have a tendency to void their bowels. Wherever they might be. So we had a 5 am shitty bed to deal with (miam-miam!) one night last week, and on Thursday lunchtime we came home from visiting friends to find a neat pile of poo and a drift of George fur...

We've now started putting the Kittens up in the study overnight. They play happily with each other - we hear them chasing about until midnight! - and Pomme can come to share the bed with us if she wants to. We'll leave Bed Wars until winter and until all three've got used to each other. Mornings can be a little wary - Pomme skirts around Kittens and vice versa - but today all three were in the study while I was ironing and Mr D was doing something on his computer, and there were no out-and-out attacks. Pomme had a swipe at George (he seems to be the one she picks on) but nothing too violent. We are hoping for an Entente Cordiale before not too much longer.

Here are pictures of Kute Kittens:

I love the way that, so often, they either "mirror" each other when they sleep, or curl up into such a heap that you couldn't tell one from t'other save for their colour. I went to get my camera earlier, as they were so perfectly in the same position, but sadly I disturbed them and George had curled into a ball by the time I got back

(Look at the Kittens, not the unmatching bed linen - which is due to the aforementioned Emergency 5 am bed change!)

I think the photo of George on the bookcase is my favourite so far...But this one, very similar, is almost as appealing.

On the NON-KITTEN RELATED FRONT:

I now have a separate study to Mr D.It was mostly because I was hopeful of getting a job that would require me to teach from home, via Skype. We thought it would be more convenient if I had my own office from which to teach. But also it was because Mr D likes music when he works and I don't. While headphones can help, Mr D doesn't like wearing them, and prefers his surround sound set up. So we moved me to the next floor down (I can still hear him, but not so it disturbs me.) So I'm now a Happy Dormouse with my own study to mess up. I've got my craft stuff here as well, so it's out of the dining room (where I'd -let's be honest - dumped it).

Bizarrely though, it ended up that I didn't need a separate study for this job, because, although the website says that the company gives phone/internet lessons to business people, it turns out that in fact they organise teachers to go into school to teach children in After School clubs... It seems genuine enough, but if anyone knows anything dodgy about Language Connexions, based in Paris, please let me know.

I have spent a lot of time sorting out all my ESL stuff and have gathered a large box of paper to recycle due to duplicate copies of a lot of worksheets. I've now refiled all my grammar related papers. I still have three folders of Themed worksheets (Telephoning...making complaints ... business meetings...that sort of thing) plus a mixed pile of "I Can't Be Bothered To Put This Away Now" sheets, which has accumulated over the past four years. It's teetering out of control (about a foot high!) and has to be dealt with soon.

This afternoon is not the time though, as it's the St Just En Chevalet Fete, with a parade through the streets...We have been promised decorated pushchairs and children's bikes, a Giant Bike, courtesy of the St Just Cyclo Club, the Sapeur-Pompiers dressed as majorettes, plus something mysteriously called the Free Dragonflies of the Auvergne (I think!) Our friend Michel is involved in this, and refused to divulge any information during our mealwith them on Thursday. Photos Will Be Taken!

There was the firework display last night which we watched from our friend's house up the hill. Earlier in the evening (7.30) someone set off a few of the fireworks by mistake (We assume it was an error, and not deliberate sabotage) so halfway through the Display Proper there was a 10 second pause where these fireworks were, presumably, meant to go. But it was a good display, as always. We'd spent the evening with A&J, their children, plus A's parents, over from Liverpool. F, the oldest child (6) was desperate to go back into town to have another go on the Rip Off Hook-A-Duck and the Dodgems. He kept running back from the balcony, saying "The Fair's still going on..." in a hopeful tone. "Really?" we replied, and carried on chatting! He was most frustrated! But cheered up when we spent half an hour teaching him how to tell the time on Mr D's snazzy phone.

So, that's about it. One last picture of A Kitten: