A squeaky reader in the mouse house. Novacastrian Australian. Currently owned by two cavoodles, one old, one young. My home is in Barahineban of the Pambalong Awabakal people.
Speaking of The Lady & The Unicorn, the lion below would be mine if I were a tattoo person. My favourite medieval lion. (Picture taken at the Art Gallery of New South Wales in 2018, during the time the tapestries were on loan from the Cluny.)
Another 100 days. My command of French grammar is still not the best, and hanging around for another 300 days to round things off to 2000 probably won’t change that.
Am prepared to get the other 50 days to get to 1700, but I’m wondering if I should stop after that & let the streak break, and have a break from the insistence every day. While I’d like to get to 2000, that’s the best part of year away as yet.
Jasper trimmed, and happier for it in this weather. Where’s this storm that is supposed to happen today? He’ll be even happier if the humidity dies off more.
Here’s our old boy. He’s always happier now when he’s stopped panicking because the surface under his feet isn’t threatening to tip him onto his tummy any longer. Oh matey. Dunno what they’ll say tomorrow at the vet, but I don’t know how much longer you can put up with this.
