Pets

Yay another pound off. It's going to be a long slog and at this rate it'll take me 18 months to get to target. But that's much better than being 75lbs over weight in 18 months! Slow and steady wins the race they say.

My lovely Labrador, Libby, has been such a comfort under lockdown, especially when I was alone. I love her more than anything (it's ok my husband and kids know where they fit in the hierarchy) but I thought I'd introduce my cats. (I apologise if you're not a cat person).

Bumblebee, the black one, is 13 years old. (Named after a transformer not the insect - he was nearly called Optimus Prime). He can be grumpy. If I pick him up for a cuddle and he isn't in the mood he'll tell me, with his claws. Is he is in the mood he'll stay and be cuddled for ages. He's the hunter - mice, birds, moles, rabbits and hares!

Mr B, the ginger one, is 5 years old. (Short for Mr Bigglesworth - Austin Powers movie). He's never grumpy. If I pick him up for a cuddle he'll not be interested but will stay and tolerate me until he can politely get away. He sleeps and sleeps and eats and eats and that is all he does!

Bacardi, the grey one, is Mr B's sister. She's my daughter's cat but came to stay before lockdown and now can't get home. She's a bugger but sweet with it. She can open ALL doors, internal or external, opening in or opening out. She will voluntarily come for a cuddle and she'll also climb my curtains. She gets onto the highest cupboards and climbs up the chimney. She will also play fetch with a ball. Hubby was fixing an upstairs window yesterday, she was up and out onto the roof before we could say 'cat on a hot slate roof'.

Libby loves them all. Bumblebee will tolerate a lick or two but after that will punch her in the face. Bacardi hisses at her and Libby wants to be close but runs away scared. Mr B loves Libby and they often snuggle together and lick each others faces for ages. So cute.

This week I have been sunbathing, weather's been fab. I was adjusting my bikini top straps to avoid white lines. Hubby suggested I just take it off, not like we'll get any unexpected visitors?! So I went topless - first time since 1989!! I was in Turkey and once a week all the Turkish men, day off work, lined up on the beach wall and ogled all the ladies boobies!

I've also sorted my chest freezer. It was chocker but actually there wasn't much needing binned. The animals loved the salmon, chicken and prawns! At least this week I know what is in the freezer though ask me next week and I'll have forgotten again!

I rescued some wine, it was trapped in a bottle!