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Post by stuhuggett on Jul 10, 2007 12:44:56 GMT 1
Ella's adopted two seagulls, which she's called Mandy and Marmite. They hang about outside the kitchen window, and she feeds them leftovers while she's cooking. The cats don't seem to mind them, and they don't seem to mind the cats.
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Post by carrie on Jul 10, 2007 12:48:10 GMT 1
is one of them jeffrey?
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Post by stuhuggett on Jul 11, 2007 15:23:51 GMT 1
No, I think they're both younger gulls.
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Post by carrie on Jul 11, 2007 15:26:31 GMT 1
jeffries babies?
our silly seagull has got a partner, but the pigeons (loads of 'em) are trying to take that roof over, really, it's more exciting than big brother.
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Post by stuhuggett on Jul 13, 2007 12:29:20 GMT 1
Memo to pet owners:
If you want to get one of your pets a check-up in a hurry, try and get to the vets before 7pm. Luke got bit on the ear. Out-of-hours fee (before medicines etc) £69.95! Plus £23.00 shots, antibiotics etc.
You might not see me out & about for a while.
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Post by caroline on Jul 13, 2007 13:04:11 GMT 1
Poor puss. And poor Stu's wallet. But you can't not, can you? Hope it heals well...
(NB Charlie is the only cat I've ever met who managed to give himself a ragged ear- we're still puzzling over that one! Makes him look hard though*...)
*may contain lies
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Post by stuhuggett on Dec 12, 2007 13:26:08 GMT 1
Our kitchen is so cold in the morning, there was steam coming off Leia's cat pooh. Bleaugh!
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Post by stuhuggett on Jan 6, 2008 12:12:06 GMT 1
Another poo post, I'm afraid:
This morning I had to rummage through the pot of the rubber plant in the lounge, picking out Luke's poo with tissues and a plastic bag. Talk about an Unlucky Dip!
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Post by stuhuggett on Jan 11, 2008 8:57:48 GMT 1
Luke behaves like a bright toddler when he wants breakfast in the morning these days. If the alarm clocks go off and we don't get up straight away he'll jump on the bed; step on our heads; run round the room; push stuff onto me from the bedside table; rattle the fairy lights; open the curtains...
Leia stays asleep.
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Post by carrie on Feb 4, 2008 22:55:30 GMT 1
i may have already mentioned this (couldn't find it, so hoping not) barney now has two chickens (emma and naomi). we went to visit them on friday, i've never stroked a chicken before.
paula, do you think dougs almost constant (really not as bad as it used to be) barking may hamper their egg-laying capacity?
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Post by mooominmama on Feb 5, 2008 8:52:44 GMT 1
no. chickens are quite tolerant and brave i think... theyre quite nice to stroke arent they...
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Post by carrie on Feb 5, 2008 20:48:00 GMT 1
 ...and the farmer bfk get their eggs from said they take about a month to settle. |
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Post by mooominmama on Feb 6, 2008 12:44:44 GMT 1
what they really need is some nice warm sunny weather, and longer daylight hours... thats what keeps them laying... we.ve only had about 10 eggs all winter... serves us right for being so smug when they didnt stop last year!
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Post by Caroline Guesty on Feb 6, 2008 23:43:44 GMT 1
The cat just hurled himself onto to the desk to mug me for... a lemon bakewell*.
Freak.
*NB: Nummy. Get thee to a supermarket and pick some up...
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Post by stuhuggett on Mar 16, 2008 20:54:42 GMT 1
Happy Birthday to Luke, Leia and Han - 11 years old today! |
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Post by petra on Mar 17, 2008 10:15:44 GMT 1
Eleven?  jesus. |
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Post by carolyn on Apr 7, 2008 23:14:28 GMT 1
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Post by stuhuggett on Apr 17, 2008 12:36:20 GMT 1
Luke has now learnt to drum.
There's an empty tuppaware-style container on the chest of drawers in the bedroom (toy packaging, in fact), which, if he's unable to get me up by punching me in the face, he now drums his front feet on, so that I'll feed him (or, as with this morning, feed him a different flavour cat food to that which I've already put down at 5:45AM)
He did get under the covers with us after though, bless.
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Post by Nick on Apr 17, 2008 15:30:41 GMT 1
5.45am, thats when our cat Lenix starts reading magazines, he turns the pages as loudly as he can to wake us. If this fails he will knock over all the bins in the house.
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Post by Caroline Guest on Apr 17, 2008 15:31:22 GMT 1
Charlie has been rifling through my handbag for the past half hour, and has just pulled out my purse and run off with it. Funny little man.
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Post by stuhuggett on May 13, 2008 0:33:50 GMT 1
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Post by caroline on May 21, 2008 12:31:17 GMT 1
Please consult my current Facebook status*
* Hairball Time is not nearly as much fun as Hammer Time. And Hammer Time wasn't much fun...
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Post by mooominmama on Jun 2, 2008 8:52:31 GMT 1
we have two new hens (carmela and dagmar), they were delivered yesterday in the pen without anyone telling us! it was a nice surprise when i went to check them at bedtime! at least for me, i'm not so sure about our other chickens tho...
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Post by caroline on Jul 24, 2008 14:47:02 GMT 1
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Post by stuhuggett on Dec 10, 2008 18:37:00 GMT 1
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Post by nick on Dec 10, 2008 20:58:59 GMT 1
i fear for your sanity - i feel you need to find a job soon
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Post by stuhuggett on Dec 11, 2008 0:36:21 GMT 1
You know, I think it's actually a metaphor for all the time I've spent in the flat recently...
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Post by mooominmama on Mar 3, 2009 10:14:18 GMT 1
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Post by stuhuggett on May 31, 2009 18:10:31 GMT 1
I've got a few quite good photos from Hayley's album launch to put online, but Facebook's playing up at the moment. In the meantime, let Luke and Leia entertain you with their version of Waiting For Godot. |
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Post by stuhuggett on Feb 21, 2010 19:39:26 GMT 1
Afraid to say Luke's still not very well... We're really not sure if he's going to get better, so, well, fingers crossed for him anyway.
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jesus.
