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Man oh man have I caught a great little miniature head-cold. I think someone at work must have been ill because I was feeling 100% at the start of the shift, when it hit me at about 11pm. My eyes started running, my nose joined in, then my throat decided to get in on the act by acting like I'd swallowed some swords. Now I feel all stuffy and blergh. With 3 nights to go. Goody! Lucky no sore joints which with me means I am getting a SERIOUS cold. Just enough to be ouchy and annoying :-D
Anyway, I couldn't sleep any more so I decided to have a little play with a cute shot I took of Izi the other day. I'm a tiny bit high on cold meds at the moment so I can't work out how to get the lighting quite right, but I think it's cute :-)



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First the saddness. Pauly, the little stray we rescued from the yard the other night, didn't make it. Tanya and Shar took him to the VAAT vet who pumped him full of fluids etc, but then his eye which was already damaged started to swell. The vet made the diagnosis that Pauly must have recieved a head injury and it was causing severe damage to his brain etc. There was no chance. If I'd left him in the yard he'd've died in a lot of pain. As it was, he got to have at least 24 hours of being loved. He was warm, fed, clean, cuddled. Tanya and Shar's cat's adored him, esp Pocket Rocket. He tamed himself. Pauly would have been a wonderful pet cat for someone, more than likely either T&S, or me. I think he was something a little special. I guess we'll never know how he got the head injury. I don't think any of the guys in my yard or the surrounding would have hurt him, he was too happy to be around humans to have ever been hurt by them. Poor little baby. I know he was just one tiny, stray, moggy kitten in a world that is full of heart break and woe and tragedies such as the Haitu earthquake, but I go by the words I once read long, long ago in a bus stop of all places: It is better to do one small good thing on any given day than to say I will do 100 good things tomorrow. Good bye, little Pauly. I only knew you for a couple of hours, but I won't ever forget you. You made me feel that even one small act of goodness is worth it, even if it's only a brief, dim flash in a world that is filled with darkness. Be free and happy over the Rainbow Bridge, little guy, hopefully Sonya will be there to greet you.
Damn it, crying now.
TO CHEER MYSELF UP! Here's todays 365. I'm rather proud of it. Who doesn't love a cute wee bunny?



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There was quite some fuckery at work last night too. Under the cut for anyone who wants a raised eye brow moment.

( if you are going to prank call work, don't use your own mobile number... )

Oh and this is for Tanya and all those ferrety fans out there :-D