The cat, a crazy burmese cross, brought home another gift tonight. Mouse. Perhaps a native one. No blood. No holes. Just very proud.

Woke up sleep deprived husband to evict both cat and present.

Mouse jumped into held bucket to escape the crazy cat.

Perhaps mouse knew the person holding the bucket was a Buddhist?

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Being iron deficient means that you sleep better at night than you otherwise would at 36 weeks pregnant.

Also means that at 3pm you loose the ability to do anything except get horizontal and fall asleep.

Iron jabs make you feel great.

Place the vial in your bra while waiting for doctor. Warm iron jabs don’t hurt.

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Thinly sliced capsicum, white onion, roma tomato, zucchini, prosciutto and Italian herbs make an excellent pizza.

Precook your pizza dough before putting ingredients on and everything stays fresh and not overcooked.

It was meant to last for lunch tomorrow.

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After almost 16 years of warmth and love my cat Moosh passed away yesterday.

I thought that knowing he would no longer be in pain, or that he had a long life would make the final moment easier. It didn’t.

So things have kinda been a bit busy lately.

There was the four year old birthday party.

There was painting the loungeroom with the intent to redecorate everything in it.

Then there was the kitten who is named after a moon.

She is living up to her name sake. With all the noxious gases.

Hi!

My name is Io.

I’m 13 weeks old.

I purr. A lot.

I get carried around ALL day.

Because I’m so cute.

See how much I am loved?