BS projected Star Wars on to the side of our neighbour D's house. He is thinking of holding regular street film nights for the neighbours who seem quite enthusiastic. Gives the term *home cinema* a whole new meaning!
Introducing Fable Fairy Tail
Our bad kitten is dead. Impossible to believe that a creature so full of life has gone. He was struck by a car at lunchtime and died instantly.
This photo was taken last weekend when the Divine Daughter was packing for the Y7 school journey to Germany. She is due back tonight and we will have to tell her what has happened.
The Supreme Dalek was his Moblog name, his real name was Bootsy because he had 4 white boots and because we like the Bassist Bootsy Collins. He was the naughtiest cat I have ever known and he answered back. He had no need to be anywhere near the main road but he was so intrepid, so adventurous he would go anywhere. He would go in and out of neighbours windows, taunt their dogs, swing from the bird feeders and kill the birds.
But indoors Bootsy was the most lovingest creature imaginable. We cuddled him like a baby and he would purr and purr. He slept on the beds with us every night and was always ready for a bit of a chat if anyone had trouble sleeping. He will be so missed...
One consolation at the moment is that he was loved and wanted every second of his short life, not all cats are.... We don't believe in an afterlife for animals or people so no talk of the Rainbow Bridge please and please no one tell us it's our fault for letting him roam. Guilt and mourning go hand in hand...
And family members, please no phone calls today. Neither of us can speak today.
Walking in the woods on Sunday we saw this hanging from a tree by what appeared to be fishing line. I was completely creeped out...
"Daddy" she said to BS "there's a poor sick fox, please save it..."
Out walking this evening we found this almost mummified fox in a field. The Divine Daughter knows damn well it's beyond help. I wonder how it died though as it was right out in the open just as you see it here.
Taken by the Beloved Spaceman
"I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic
and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips."
Violette Leduc, Mad in Pursuit