Chatterbox - Every Morning in Our House

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Every Morning in our House

  I am glad I don’t have kids to get off

to school because I just wouldn’t have

time in the mornings. I get woken up

by the two dogs and two cats around

six. Reason being dogs need to wee

because remember after our burglary

we are even more locked into our

bedroom section and waiting means

wee on the floor. So race to open

bedroom section, race to open top

lounge door, they can wee there, race

downstairs to feed the birds on the

estate, and then back in to open the

door to the garden. Cats got to go

outside today for the first time, then

rush to kitchen to make dog food, my

old boy needs soft warm food and the

two dogs stand on top of my feet

whining while I prepare it. Then

quickly make my coffee put everything

on a tray and go cat hunting. They

think it is a game as I tear around

after them getting mud between my

toes, and theirs and then Poppet my

Yorkie joining in the chase getting

mud on her feet two. Finally catch the

older Tom the older cat and throw him

into open door, close it and then an

other run and crawl under wet bushes

and mud as Brandy sees if I can catch

her. Finally full of mud we troop

upstairs, with tray and cold dog food

and coffee and settle down. Tomorrow

I might put leads on the cats and take

them out later so that my heart does

not keep nearly stopping.

 I don’t know whether to be happy or

disappointed about our Plett elections,

we voted at the school and the queue

was long, despite the weather, and we

had long chats with all our old mates.

Then popped down to the polling

station at the gym area and same

thing, lots of people. I was convinced

DA would take it hands down. I

watched the TV for the whole day and

never heard Plett mentioned once, nor

Knysna, nor George, or Mossel Bay.

Still don’t know. Have heard Plett is

hung, whatever that means, and once

again a mystery box of votes were

found hiding, like my cats, so they

have to re-count, so are we DA or

ANC. Anybody got any ideas? Have

looked on the internet, but that was

days ago, perhaps I should look again

today.

 Spent a lovely day with two friends

yesterday, Beloved is away on tour,

and these friends have three/four year

old little boys. Brought back lots of

memories of when I was my friends

age, thirtyish, and a lot has changed

in how to discipline and I remember

Mummy always saying “children

should be seen but not heard”. That’s

going a bit far I guess because the

kids of today rule for sure. I loved

my day with my girlfriends, don’t get

me wrong, assisted by some

champagne. Kids of today also have

a lot more lovely toys; ours were

never so smart looking or such

smart machines that can do so

much.

Well I must now go and investigate

the mud damage in the house.

Chow for now CHATTERBOX