As hard as I try to stay positive about my MS, I have to be honest and say that the last couple of weeks have been a challenge. The problem with something like MS is that symptoms that “normal” people suffer (like my current problem which feels like a pinched nerve), immediately get filed under … Continue reading Striking a Nerve
I don’t know whose bright idea it was but for some reason our mindfulness meeting this week was being held at Squeak’s house. We normally have it under the deck at mine and to be honest I was never that comfortable about this last-minute change of plan. Not only did it mean that Serafina would … Continue reading The Pink Pussycat Club
I bought myself a Fitbit recently. I was a bit late to the fitness tracking party but I finally succumbed because I wanted to set myself some personal goals for tracking my physical activity (I nearly said “daily movements” there but that would probably necessitate a totally different device!) Basically all I wanted it for … Continue reading The Creepy Side of Fitness Trackers
Why does that blasted dog have to come and stay when it’s a long weekend or when there’s a religious festival with food involved? This is MY time for sleeping late, extra hugs and tasty tidbits, not his. I don’t care if it’s his first birthday. I don’t care if he’s bigger than me. That … Continue reading Cats, Rats and Dogs
It’s been a very strange day in Christchurch today with many people, like me feeling a bit shell-shocked and discombobulated. I feel as though I’ve fallen asleep and woken up in a place that is not my home. The outpouring of solidarity and unity with our Muslim community along with the show of global support … Continue reading The Day After the Christchurch Mosque Attacks
Weirdly enough there are a lot of things that I’m grateful for about having MS and today was one of those times. My MS symptoms tell me things today that I knew before but chose to ignore in the past. And now I can’t. I know I can’t party on until the wee hours. I … Continue reading Christchurch, NZ – Friday 15 March 2019
Neither Ron nor I had seen Serafina for nearly a week. We’d seen a bit of Hypo, or Snowflake as she was now called, although Ron still insisted on calling her Hypo. She had now been spayed and looked very fresh and clean in her new collar. “Serafina has been spending a lot of time … Continue reading Unleashing the Lion Within
Five years ago I accidentally created the Diamond Harbour Community Facebook Page. What I was really trying to achieve was to group my Facebook friends together so that we could post about local things without getting our wider Facebook friends involved. It started off with about a dozen people and now has over 1500 members. … Continue reading Diamond Harbour Facebook Group – 2018 in Review
Serafina was very disappointed that most of the local cats had forgotten about the Society for the Prevention of Un-Neutered Cats which had been over-shadowed by pre-Christmas festivities and the unwelcome arrival of a crime wave in the village. “It’s not only mail that’s going missing,” said a wide-eyed Serafina one morning. “A house has … Continue reading The Cat Thief
By and large having Serafina join our little group was a good thing. We’d all upped our game somewhat. I hadn’t embarrassed myself in the catnip again and Squeak had not only lost his winter coat but had put himself on a self-imposed diet. It seemed to be working although it was difficult to tell. … Continue reading The Society for the Prevention of Un-Neutered Cats
