Petunia with a difference.
Petunia with a difference.
Living in Switzerland I almost have to show a photo of the alps. They are high enough to be seen everywhere, and everyone visiting Switzerland as a tourist has to pay them a visit,
Being a Londoner it is difficult to pick out a particular place to see, but St. Pauls cathedral is always a good tip. You can climb up the many stairs to reach the outside balcony with a view over London.
And back to Switzerland, why not visit Bern, its capital town. Very good on a rainy day with all the covered shopping streets and the Zytglogge Turm with its clock and moving figures.
How do you know when the time is right to add a new pet to the family? What’s the most interesting story in your life of adding a pet?
For me the time was right when Mr. Swiss retired and someone was at home. I always had a thing for cats. That was when Tabby and Nera joined our household. I decided two cats were better than one. Tabby and Nera were from the same litter and grew up together, although Nera was always the boss. Tabby just followed her instructions, but was always the number 2. Mr. Swiss grew up with dogs as his father was a hunter (unfortunately) and had no experience with cats, so I had to use some friendly persuasion, but I won.
A friend of mine, a farmer’s wife, bred cats as a sideline, but they were the so-called Selkirk Rex, one of those strange flukes of nature. Some years ago in the States a cat had a litter and one of them had curly fur. From that exception other cats were bred until they got their own name of being Selkirk Rex and so I adopted one of her kittens. That took another lot of friendly persuasion as Mr. Swiss found three cats were a lot of cats, but it worked. Unortunately our Selkirk rex cat had an accident and lost his sight, and so we had a blind cat, although he never realised himself. As long as we didn’t move the furniture he found his way. As we live in the country, our cats were free to come and go, but that does not work with a blind cat.
I devised a method. I had a tall pole in the garden, the cat had a dog lead, one of those expandable leads. I hooked the lead onto the pole and he had quite a distance where he could walk around without any restrictions.
Today I only have Tabby, Nera left us for the eternal corn chambers a few years ago and Fluffy our blind cat a year later. Now we only have Tabby. She is now 16 years old but still going strong.
I thought if I had a balcony, my prince would come and sing
I let my long hair down, but a bee gave me a sting
My cat was overjoyed to meow the whole night long
The other felines joined in on my balcony with their song
I planted pots of flowers, it really gave a wow
Next day the flowers were gone, digested by a snail
In summer I would sunbathe to turn my skin so brown
But it began to rain so much that I almost drown
Balconies are not so good, costing too much cash
When I empty the garbage bin, it is a place to store the trash
I live in Serendipity
A bird flying high in the sky
Grass covered slopes
Do not forget the cows
What more could you wish for and above all
A river runs through it
We got a little bit of sunrise this morning with a tint of red in the background, but not so spectacular.
The only place I visited yesterday was the local supermarket. Whilst I deposited Mr Swiss in the restaurant for a coffee, I wheeled my supermarket trolley to buy the food. I exchanged a few words with the butcher and shop assistant but I had to stress a little as my No. 1 son now has the afternoon shift and I had to buy the food, go home and cook it and send him off to work. At least I had a good view of the Autumn trees from the parking in the supermarket.
I treated us to a vermicelles cake in the supermarket for the afternoon break, although Mr. Swiss informed me he does not like them. The brown spaghetti stuff is a sweet chestnut puree, so I ate half of it in the afternoon and the remainder in the evening. Mr. Swiss did not starve.
As I did not go anywhere yesterday with great scenery, the only photo I can offer is the road leading to the supermarket..
Actually this morning was a little stress for me. First of all the doorbell rung and it was a guy about out lights. We had a problem yesterday but Mr. Swiss and my No. 1 son managed to fix it altbough we needed some advice about our electric installations. Mr. Swiss had already left, but I called him and he returned to discuss the details. In the meanwhile the cleaning lady arrived, so I sorted her out and at last I could get down to preparing lunch.
In the meanwhile I had finished my good morning blog, pressed the wrong button and lost it all and at the moment am doing a quick rewrite. I was going to clean a window, but that can wait.
And now I must go to feed the hungry and relax. Have a good day or night everyone. I will leave you with some Autumn trees for the meanwhile.
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