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bugshaw at 09:00am on 30/03/2013
bugshaw at 09:00am on 30/03/2013Snowing again - I had planned on a couple of nice long walks today but instead I might test out the treadmill.
First I need to wait for my nail to dry. One tore, and I painted it with nail glue (like superglue) to try to save it, went to make breakfast (carefully), and then did the rookie mistake of touching it with a finger to see if it was dry. After 10 mins it was not dry, I now have blodgy glue (which still might not fix the nail) and a weird-feeling fingertip. Luckily I glued it while my hair dying was at the 'put conditioner in and leave for a while' stage, not the 'put the dye in and leave for no longer than 15 minutes'. When it has dried I can finish getting dressed and out and cat-feeding. Kitten came downstairs yesterday with polystyrene balls stuck to him, I think a big white squeaky monster might have been killed upstairs.
EDIT: Today I was sitting on the sofa at kittenhouse. To my left was the doorhandle, which had a rubber pompom attched to it by an elastic cord. Kitten was launching himself from the far end of the sofa, poinging off my lap, pouncing and catching the pompom, then running away with it across my lap to the far end of the sofa until the inevitable happened and the pompom was released to snap back to the door. Or my face. Whichever was closest.
First I need to wait for my nail to dry. One tore, and I painted it with nail glue (like superglue) to try to save it, went to make breakfast (carefully), and then did the rookie mistake of touching it with a finger to see if it was dry. After 10 mins it was not dry, I now have blodgy glue (which still might not fix the nail) and a weird-feeling fingertip. Luckily I glued it while my hair dying was at the 'put conditioner in and leave for a while' stage, not the 'put the dye in and leave for no longer than 15 minutes'. When it has dried I can finish getting dressed and out and cat-feeding. Kitten came downstairs yesterday with polystyrene balls stuck to him, I think a big white squeaky monster might have been killed upstairs.
EDIT: Today I was sitting on the sofa at kittenhouse. To my left was the doorhandle, which had a rubber pompom attched to it by an elastic cord. Kitten was launching himself from the far end of the sofa, poinging off my lap, pouncing and catching the pompom, then running away with it across my lap to the far end of the sofa until the inevitable happened and the pompom was released to snap back to the door. Or my face. Whichever was closest.
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