Thomas the cat
This story appeared in my local town’s newspaper it is very well written, there is no author to it but I feel the more we can get the word out there the better!!
My name is Thomas I am a smoky grey tabby cat. When I was a kitten my brothers and sisters all found homes and were given away until I was the only one left of the litter. I have since discovered that had my mothers owners been responsible people they would have taken my Mum to the vet so she wouldnt have litters one after the other andd have her babies flushed down the toilet alive!!
But back to my story, as I was the only one left, my mothers thoughtless, selfish, cruel and gutless owners decided it far easier to take me to the local tip rather than have the vet put me down. “at least we we will give him a chance” BULLSHIT! What chance??? I was taken by car to the tip & thrown out withut a backward glance. “He will find something to eat here” Yeah right! I was always hungry, but as I grew I found I could catch the occassional lizard which was better than insects, but I was still hungry and thirsty, I missed my mothers milk. On good days I caught a bird, on those days I slept well as I wasnt so hungry. But I needed more. Once I feasted on a dead sheep and I eventually became a good hunter. I ate rabbits, which were filling, bnut I loved the sweetness of birds, wrens were teh best as they nested fairly low and were plentiful.
This has been an eventful 3 1/2 years I am strong and healthy, have fathered 74 kittens that I know of, most of which are feral and live in the bush around town.
Recently the weather was so hot I was driven to find a drink at a nearby farm house, so I put aside my fear of man and found a bowl full of water, I was so terrified I wailed quiet loudly but the water was good. There was a small cat that would watch me through a window, it didnt seem to mind a human touching it and it would purr and rub itself on the human. I have never known what a stroke or pat felt like, but it looked lovely. Boy I was scared. Then one night by the water was some biscuits and a wire crate. I found the biscuits tasty and there were more each night.
My hunting had never been as good as it should have been, even the mice numbers had dropped off so I was hungry again and my last hunt had resulted in a small bird gecko. A week went by and I found myself thinking of those biscuits again, I would return to the farm house. So in the early hours of the morning I returned and to my disappointment no biscuits were there!. Darn! But hang on whats that, in the back of the crate was a chicken leg. Boy, I had never seen one so big and it smelt so good, my mouth was watering. After cautiously circling the crate I found an opening and in I went. CRASH! I was locked in, I was scared out of my wits and bang, bang, bang I smashed the door with my head, but it would not open. I was locked in.
In the morning a man came to take the crate which I now know was a cat trap, away with me inside, he was the Ranger. I had no malice for the faarmers for trapping me, theydid the right thing. The Ranger said to me before everything went black “Sorry old son its not your fault”
What I am angry at is my irresponsible,gutless thoughtless, useless and cruel owner of my mother. Had they accepted responsibility none of my woeful life would have happened. The Vet or Ranger would have put me down as a kitten or the re-homing centre would of gladly found me a home.
But now all my offspring are not only facing years of hunger and thirst they are spreading disease, namely feline lukemia and cat AIDS, plus others which will infect all cats and result in a prolonged and nasty death. So please don’t go down the same road as my mothers owners, they were too stupid, cruel, ignorant, uncaring and gutless. Be responsible and DONT DUMP CATS!!!!!!!
Clearing a spot
Bob (my wonderful hubby) had a few hours on the loader on Friday & managed to flatten the mango trees that the cruiser couldn’t budge LOL so now there is hardly any mango trees left, a driveway roughly bladed in & a house site ready to finish levelling off & get ready for the yellow sand pad
Hopefully the building lisence will arrive this week, it would have been last but when Bob went to the Northampton Shire to ask what was going on they told him the bloody builders had sent them a cheque but it was made out to the Geraldton-Greenough Shire, bloody idiots!!! But once they get the correct cheque we are full steam ahead
woot woot!!
The mango’s are still growing but the poor leaves as you can see in the pic didnt like the 49* day we had last week, they look like they had been on fire but it was just from the sun!! ( and ppl lay out there baking in it!!)
Following photos are hubby (Bob) & DD (Miss LankyLegs) figuring out the retric situation for the mango trees we are keeping, for now.
Bush Hilton
My Dad had an old gutted caravan that he bought for………….hmmmm not really sure why he bought it actually LOL.
Anyway he bought it up the block for us to use as a lunch room or storage room while we are doing things up there. Keep telling the kids thats what we are going to live in but they dont believe me maybe next time we go up I should tell them to take their pillows & blankets ROFL!!!
A couple of the trees actually have mangoes on them {not that we eat the ruddy things!!} 
And I am not one to normally sook about breaking a fingernail I mean come on they grow back so its not a monumental loss or anything but look at what I did to my thumb nail. Damn it bloody hurt too being soo far up the nail. I cut it right back as far as I could when we got home
Going to be round the 45* mark this weekend so I dont think we will be going up the block much!!!!
Mango tree 1 landcruiser 0
Well last weekend up the block we went again, we have already pulled down the fence that needed moving & most of the reticulation so we are up to the pulling out of trees from the house site. Cool!
Bob pegged out the site while I walked up the hill & took some new photos to show you how the block looks in summer, believe me its much prettier in winter LOL. Anyway once he got the posts in we picked a tree to start with & got organised. Chain around the tree, hooked up to towing points on the bull bar of the cruiser. I had the camera armed & ready to catch the tree leaving the ground. Hubby chucks the cruiser in 4 low reverse & goes for it………………….only to have all 4 wheels spinning ROLF. The tree is rooted better than we thought!! goes forward & tries again only to have the same result.
Get out asses situation & says ok will tie it to the toe ball & drive forward you get better traction, more power etc. Yep thats what we’ll do. So set it all up takes off & nup tree is not moving LOL!!! Ties chain higher in the tree tried again split the tree in half & there we quit! ROFL Tree is still in the ground, wheel ruts are in the dirt {see pics below} and the chain is packed away. He is now organising a loader to get them out!
Mind you I must say the ground is rock hard & dry as a nuns fanny. If it was winter time I am sure they would pull out a lot easier.
- wheel ruts
At long last its ours
We received the best christmas pressie on 24th Dec 2009 5 acres of land became ours!!! (or the banks if you want to look at it that way LOL )
We first looked at the land way back in June and started making enquiries. It took a log time but eventually we got it. Many holdups do to banks, builders & penpushers had us thinking more than once that it would all fall in a hole & our dreams would be dust BUT as they say good things come to those who wait. So we waited & waited, then waited some more & hurrah its now in our name.
These photos are from back in June/July when we had had some rain & everything was green
We have started to pull down fences, pull out miles of reticulation & have decided on which few mango trees will stay.
The plans are with the shire awaiting approval so we can get started.
We are off up there again this weekend to pull up more of the trickle & perhaps start on pulling out the other mango trees we dont want.
Dont trust 10yr olds with your car keys!
After our day of shopping yesterday Sir Dreamsalot & myself went out to my Mums house. After the greetings & small talk Sir Dreamsalot asked if he could get his new cricket gear out of my car to show Nan. No probs give him the keys (he is 10 totally capable of unlocking & relocking car) Off he goes & gets his gear shows Nan. More small talk ensues & then I say well we should head for home got all the fruit & vege in the car & want to check on the cats to make sure Koda has used the litter tray & not the lounge again!!
This is where it went pear shaped, dug in my bag……..hmm wheres my keys oh thats right Brayden had them.
Me “Brayden where did you put my keys when you got your cricket gear out”???
He
“Ummm I dont know”
we all look on the benches, empty my bag check the rubbish bin with no luck
Me “You didnt put them in the boot while you were getting your stuff out did you & then………….”
He
“ummmm yes I think I did “

Me “crap crap crap Mum stop laughing!!!!”
“OK when we bought the car we got roadside assist I will ring RAC & see what they say”
Phone call ensues & RAC have nothing about us on their system & then she says perhaps you got Mitsubishi roadside assist. YES that was it & I am pretty sure there is a sticker on my windscreen. Go check phew yep & there is the 1300 #. Another phone call & these guys know who I am & will send out a service technician within the hour to help!!!! 
SMS hubby & give him the low down on whats happening & why I may not be home when he gets home! Refrain from throttling DS 
Service man came…………..RAC service man
made comment that when I rang RAC they had no idea who I was & he said yeah all the car companys brand name their roadside assist but its still RAC who come out!
He successfully breaks into my car promptly setting off my very loud car alarm much to the dismay of Mums cat! Then I had to get into the boot via the fold down section in the middle of the back seat its not very wide, my boot is jam packed with shopping & I know the keys will be at the front of the boot
Proceed to drag my shopping into the back seat via the hole & 2 chairs I had in there still from football
Finally I can see the glint of my keys but cant reach them was going to get DS & shove him through the hole but the RAC bloke got a bit of wire instead! Retrieved my keys & off he went. Collected DS said by to Mum & headed home. When we hit town I stopped to check the mail box (at post office no mail delivery here) DS asked if he could do it. NO WAY dont trust you with my keys anymore!!! 
The Folded Napkin
This was sent to me in an email, it is a wonderful read & very inspiring
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Meet Dolly……..

Meet the newest addition to my sewing room, her name is Dolly {yes I name all my major items in my sewing room} Isnt she just divine?! I have been hankering after a dress makers dummy for years!! One of my habby shops had them out on special & my wonderful hubby took me shopping!!!
She is fully adjustable from a size 10 to 16 height adjustable & also has a hem marker for nice straight even hems! I cant wait to try her out.
I did unpack her when we got her home to check her out & see how she worked but she has gone back into the box for now, lots of Sewing Fairy orders on the go but once they are clear I will be bringing her out again & making some thing for me
Happy Sewing
Tina
How to drive your daughter mad in 1 phone call..
OH man after Dad the other week & Ebay saga…………..its still on going too!!
I had Mum ring me yesterday convo goes:
Me Hi Mum whats happening
Mum Hi………..ummm I tried something & it didnt work
Me hmmm you were at the computer werent you 
Mum well yes how’d you know??
Me
I just do! Ok what did you do?
Mum well I deleted a photo & I want it back, so I went to my recycle bin {insert a
look from me that she knows what/where this is} found the photo, clicked on it & it had some options one was restore so I clicked that & IT DISAPPEARED!!!!
Me……….ummm disappeared from where?
Mum the recycle bin!!!
Me
muttering FFS under breath, well of course it bloody did you restored it…………
Mum but to where??
Me well back to where it was when you deleted it, was that in ‘my pictures’
Mum, umm I think so hang on cue mouse clicking………..OHHHH look theres my photo!!!
Me………pondering is 10am toooo early for a drink











































