We are a little concerned about Em today. She has been sick a couple of times yesterday, and again this morning, and she is not showing any signs of being hungry (she is usually ravenous and ready to take your leg off if she hasn't been fed by six) and is having only a couple of mouthfuls of water when she goes to have a drink. That being said, we know that cats are sensible and that she just wants to lay low until she feels better - but when your cat's 19 and diabetic, you do tend to be a little concerned. And, as the vet said when we had her there a little while ago, she didn't get to be that way for no reason.
As I was cleaning out the three water bowls that she normally drinks from - the outside water and yes, the bowls are next to each other, not even spread around the area - I was splashing water around (as one does) and thinking that if Pearl had been up she would have been having a wonderful time with it ... and then, who should be there but ... Pearl. I threw some water around for her to chase - but only used water, and then onto the lawn so as not to waste any of this precious commodity - and she had a great time. We even managed not to get any on her because I really didn't want her going back inside wet. (It IS true that there's nothing as friendly as a wet dog!)
It's nice having a few days off for Easter and not rushing out the door because I have time to watch all the animals and see what they get up to. I cannot believe how relaxed Tinker is - and the amazing positions she puts herself into! And that even though she is under the tree where the magpie larks are chattering away, she doesn't seem the least bit interested in them - but I fear that would change if they came down to her level.
Sitting out the front this morning I noticed some swallows seemed to be measuring up where the nest used to be. Does this mean we'll soon have new neighbors of the avian variety?
We left everyone (of the pet variety) to their own devices this afternoon when we went out to a "girls only" lunch at the Casino - arranged because N is back in town from Canberra for the weekend. It was good to see her again - being there obviously suits her but she was pleased of the opportunity the long weekend afforded to catch up with previous colleagues, family and friends here.
Then, unexpectedly, we learned the neighbour's horse was running today at The Gold Coast - which I immediately took to mean that because she was out of the City she'd have a better chance - but what it actually meant that because it was the Gold Coast we could go and see her race - which we did ... which is how I put my first bet on with a bookie. M did a valiant job of teaching me about the odds but I think it's another of those things I haven't quite gotten yet - and may never! But it was quite an experience to be there for an actual horse race and even though the actual race took about 1min15secs it did seem like a lot longer.
