A house without either a cat or a dog is the house of a scoundrel. - Portuguese Proverb
Glad we have kitties here, mum wouldn't want to be thought of as a scoundrel!
Mum continued to be busy all weekend. Caturday morning she got up, went outside in the drizzly rain and threw the leaves out of the rain gutters on the house. Which meant she had to wrasslin the big ladder around, climb up and down the ladder lots of times. When she was done she came inside and she was all wet and stinky! Thankfully she took a shower to make her all clean and smelling nice. Ducky and I made sure to snoopervise her from the windows. She didn't fall off the ladder, which meant we didn't have to figure out how to call 911.
Then she gave the washy thing in the dungeon a big workout four loads on Caturday, three more on Sunday! Caturday was her normal stuff, Sunday was all of the throw rugs, some of which I had christened with yak over the past few weeks.
But on Sunday mum was walking funny and slow. Seems all of her trips up and down the ladder made her legs all achy and stiff. She could hardly get out of bed on Sunday morning!
She also made a visit to Grampie, one day he was sleeping so she didn't stay. The other they had a nice visit and mum took him his mail to read. He is still a bit confuzzled, probably will be from here on in, he asked about Grammie, who has gone to heaven ages ago. When mum reminded him of this, he could remember what year she went to heaven in. We hopes he gets his wish soon to join Grammie in heaven.
Plus we watched fevvers with mum. We saw a big blue bird, mum said it was a blue jay. Mum says she has heard them but never seen them come to her feeders before. So she was happy to be able to count Mr Jay!
The Pack - taking the weekend off, get to play Grampa Brett next weekend.
Grampa Brett and the ViQueens - Da Bears beat them.
The Colts - they won too.
Mum didn't watch feetsball, she read most of a book about a lady who lived through the Reign of Terror in revolutionary France. Lots of history, and mum says interesting it is called Dancing to the Precipice by Caroline Moorehead, about a lady called Lucie de la Tour du Pin. What a long name!
Have a wonderful week everyone.
Oooh, cleaning out rain gutters is no fun at all. I am glad that Mr. Blue Jay finally showed himself. My suet feeder got empty and I saw a woodpecker at the seed feeder. I had never seen him there before.ReplyDelete
Sounds like yoo've been having a bust time in yoor howse. Love and purrs to yoor grampie.ReplyDelete
Wow, you saw a blue jay? Mama says she may put a bird feeder at our new house and see what we get! We're so excited!ReplyDelete
Purrs to your grampie!
Just reading about all the work your Mum did made us tired!ReplyDelete
We hope Mr. Blue Jay will return, maybe you can a photo of him.
Mommy is going to look up your Mum's book...it sounds interesting!
We are still sending warm purrs for your Grampie.
If you'd like a tip about yacking on the rug...ask Mum to let you lick a stick of butter!ReplyDelete
Your mom was busy, busy, busy. Too bad the teleporter doesn't work on leaves.ReplyDelete
Our bird count: 1 red-headed finch,30 sparrows, 11 mourning doves, and 20 grackles. We thought the grackles flew away to warmer climes, but they're still around.
It's a good thing you guys snoopervised your mom when she went up and down that ladder. We hope her legs feel better.ReplyDelete
We see those blue jays all the time...they come to the feeder and chase all the small birdies away. And they are real noisy too!!!
Lots of blue jays visit around here! I think they are kind of obnoxious and I have the sneaking suspicion that they don't taste very good.ReplyDelete
Your mum has been very busy again. We hope she soon doesn't have so many aches and pains.ReplyDelete
Next weekend, I think you boys need to sit on your mum so she doesn't wear herself out!ReplyDelete
Um, could ya send yer Mom over here ta clean our gutters out? They really need it and TBT doesnt like ladders.ReplyDelete
Love the quote at the beginning of the post. And clearly your mum is a very energetic, focused person and NOT a scoundrel.ReplyDelete
cleaning out rain gutters is a yucky job. ick.ReplyDelete
My dad was up on the roof cleaning gutters yesterday...and Jonesie is stuck insied and couldn't snoopervise. I think she was glad!ReplyDelete
Don't let your mom work too hard.
Wow! What a busy weekend you had snoopervising your Mum doing all that work. We also purr for your Mum and your Grampie.ReplyDelete
Your mom keeps very busy. We hope she is feeling better today. And we send purrs and tail wags for her and your grampie.ReplyDelete
We have nasty loud jays around here. And equally noisy gangs of crows! the jays are pretty with their blue fevvers but by the looks of their beaks we're keeping our distance from those boys!ReplyDelete
No wonder your mom is achy...that's hard work--something we never have, hahameow.ReplyDelete
Our Teri is going to be busy cleaning up the basement and helping us catch up visiting bloggies...she promised!