Saturday, January 14, 2017

First Snow Storm

It must be cancelled due to weather......40+ cm of snow. It looks beautiful of course, but.... it's the shoveling that is the problem....

The Captain wants to plow the driveway, so I had to shovel a pathway so he could get to it. We'll see what happens.

Aslan is upstairs sleeping, after a very busy morning. It is amazing how much energy he has, and the things he can get into.0000000000000000000000000000000000 (Aslan decided to join me andadded all the 0s before I could close the top)


I am not even sure when I started this post, but the heavy snow we received has now gone, because it has rained for two days while the temperature stayed mild, and now the weather has done a one eighty and it is bitter cold again. Such is winter I guess.

Little Aslan has become quite comfortable with his surroundings. He can tell when I open my laptop and races from where ever he is to pounce on it and send the settings all whacky. I am able to this now, because he has discovered the basement and is presently investigating it.  He has caused me to be extremely neat, making sure all loose items (pens, pencils, paper, etc.) are put away so that he can't get them in his nightly antics. He is a little sweetheart despite his getting into everything that is not nailed down.

Pictures of the big snow.......

So the week has come to an end and I must say that I have had more energy than in
past weeks. Still dragging a bit, but I'm positive that the weird weather
has a lot to do with my moods. 

One foot in front of the other.....
the only way to get ahead....

Till next time,


Thursday, January 5, 2017

Sloggin' through the swampy marsh....

..........that's what I feel I have been doing for the last couple of months or more.... Have you ever tried to walk through a swamp, in rubber boots, going slurp and sinking into the muddy, thick, rotting water. The mud sucks you in and makes it so difficult to move. This boggy feeling of being stuck, and hardly able to take a step is depressing, but with fibromyalgia, sometimes it is just the way it goes. I am hopefully nearer to the edge of the bog than I was yesterday, and will soon be able to reach firm ground and step out of the sludge that has been my life for the last while. I have been so fatigued that I was fortunate to get through the things I had to do. With Christmas and New Years past, and routine responsibilities upon me, I hope that the worst is behind me.

I have been enjoying Aslan's antics, and he is getting more comfortable with his surroundings. He still heads upstairs for his beauty sleep, and when anyone comes to the door, but he did make friends with Heather and Dawn as this picture proves.

It was nice to have Lindsay, who is busy taking a picture of......

Colton and Rae, for a Christmas Eve get together for a meal and
opening some gifts. Their days were busy, and made being all together difficult.
Dawn brought lobster, which pleased the Captain.

These are two of the decorations I painted before Christmas. I painted snowbabies (each
one different) for the choir and the Santas or snowmen for my Bible Study group and friends. I think there were about nine each. I am surprised I was able to get them done in time. It was a real push.

Here is Aslan, resting on the keyboard, where he hits keys that bring up all 
manner of things, or deletes them. I am able to do this now because he is

He also enjoys helping with the mail, and managed to put his teeth marks in
our insurance invoice, which I had to explain.......

But he is such a sweet little angel as you can tell
by this picture. Don't you just love that face.

This brings my first post for 2017 to a close. I am hoping that I will do a little better at writing my blog and perhaps even get back to working on Barney and Belinda. If I can just get these mucky
rubber boots off now, and not fall back into the swamp. 

Saturday, December 24, 2016

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

More about Aslan (of course)

Sunday morning and it is raining out. It looks cold, but I haven't been out yet.....later I will make my way to church. We might get a bit of snow later today, but I will believe it when I see it.

I have managed to send my Christmas card to the printers. The printers I have used for the last several years has closed, so I am using a new one. My neighbour works there, so it was a natural choice. I haven't gotten them back yet.

I have also been painting some Christmas decorations. I bought some ceramics to paint. One set is snow babies, but Dawn said they look like Teletubbies, and now I can't get that picture out of my mind. They are not finished yet, but hopefully they won't look like the tv characters when they are done.

My dear little Aslan has been more active in this last week, though he still makes the upstairs his go-to place. He has not stepped in my wet paint yet, though it has been close a few times. I quickly get my pallet off the desk when he jumps up to inspect what I am doing. I have not been so quick with the laptop, and he has managed to make things pop up that I have never seen before. Yesterday he managed to make everything elongate horizontally, but after some playing around with various settings I managed to get it back to normal. Right now he is somewhere in the basement hiding. I put the dryer on and the noise frightened him.

Heather came to visit yesterday, and Aslan, seeing her, ran and hid. Of course. After a while, I coaxed him out and brought him down to see Heather. After a bit, he settled and then enjoyed lots of love from his 'first mum'.

What's up?

My brushes are interesting it seems

Checking out the kitchen, and watching the Captain, who he
is still not sure of.

His perch in the kitchen window, watching birds

Aslan likes to cuddle

Well, I had better figure out how to get some energy this week. Next week looks to be a busy one. One night I am off to a local Home to help out with carol singing, and then Thursday and Friday, off to the school to help out with a children's Christmas shopping party, that is, if it is still on. The teachers have gone on a work to rule and extra curricular activities are cancelled as of Monday. I'm not sure if the shopping party will fall into that category. I suppose this is better than a strike. At least the teachers will still be teaching. They have been without a contract for at least a year.
 Aslan has an appointment with the vet, and has to be there at 7:30 Wednesday am. And then there is the Bible Study Monday and Choir Thursday, plus a music lesson. This lethargy or tiredness or whatever it is had better take a hike, or at least limp away. I have things to do.......and I haven't started Christmas Cards though I have them back from the printers, and I still have ornaments to paint. Before I know it it will be the middle of December and I still won't have things done. Oh, and there is trying to decide what to get for my girls, etc. Wish me luck.

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Aslan Gets Braver....

+......sort of. He is still making the upstairs his home, but he has decided that I am not as fearful a [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[.person as I was in the beginning, besides, I am bringing him his food.....
He is willing to let me pick him up, and then when he is on my lap he purrs and prods and rolls over, liking very much a back pet, ear scratch and tummy rub, all the while singing quite intensely.
It will be two weeks tomorrow, since he arrived, and though he won't venture downstairs yet I think he has made great progress. I am trying not to be impatient and let him decide the time to be brave. I did carry him down yesterday which he allowed though I could tell he was very nervous, and soon decided he wanted to get back to the safety of upstairs.

Wednesday.....five days since the above writing. Aslan has come a long way. He has now visited the main floor several times and last evening we had quite a little tour. The Captain was off to darts, and Aslan and I walked the living room and kitchen and then he and I took a little tour of the basement. He checked out all the little places and disappeared for a bit, so I called him and he ran right upstairs to me. He is now eating in the kitchen and actually came downstairs this morning without being coaxed, to have his breakfast. He still is very timid when he sees the Captain, which is why last night was a good time to have Aslan check things out.

Aslan likes to be on my lap, and purrs as he flips from one position to another. He likes head scratches and chin rubs and to be held close. Oh he is a joy, and I am thankful that I decided that it was time for a new friend. He definitely needs a scratch post, since my legs will not hold out much longer. :) 
As I write this he just appeared and is now sitting on my desk, watching what I am doing with the keyboard.


I was going to erase all the numbers and weird things you might see in this post, but I will leave it, as it is Aslan's message to you.

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

The Taming of the Kitten

 This is the beginning of the 4th day, and I feel I have made progress with little Aslan. I know where he is, and when I look at him he doesn't skitter away. He took treats from me this morning. He is doing rather well on his own, eating and using the litter, which is a good thing for sure. He looks at me, and I can see that he is just not ready to trust me. Time, it will take time.
He let me give him a little scratch on his head this afternoon, without backing away. Sound the trumpets....Dah dah!


Wednesday am : Success via a tweet from @1catshepherd where a cat meowed. I went upstairs and sat on the floor and played the tweet and quick as a wink, Aslan was out. I had put the food dish in the middle of the floor and he started to eat. Then he came over and let me pet him, as he investigated this human sitting on the floor blithering away at him. He purred so loud and kneaded. I don't need to tell you how thrilled I was at this progress. He stayed out for about a half hour while I was seated.

He took a treat from me hand several times

All was well until I stood up. He watched me while I swept up loose litter that he had managed to get all over the floor by his box, but then, when I moved toward him, he headed back to his hidey hole.
More progress is needed before he really feels comfortable, but it's a wonderful start to his 5th day.

I am one happy gal
making progress with my new pal
He has captured my heart
He's a handsome boy
such a joy

Monday, October 31, 2016

He's Here....

but hiding..... My newly adopted kitten came this morning (Saturday) and after a little search of the house and saying hello, he found his way up the stairs and under my bed, where he has remained. Heather said it had been a stressful day for him. He cried all the way here in the car, so that would have been over an hour.

Oh, he is a handsome boy. Other than pictures I hadn't seen him and when he arrived I was so impressed with him. Hopefully, he won't be shy for too long, but I must remember that he is used to having 3 other kittens to play with, and that he was a very wild little boy as the summer began. Heather managed to coax him and the others, little by little to come to her. He was very affectionate to her when they arrived and gave me a bit of a head butt and purred up a storm. He loves to knead, and seems to do it all the time, though not when he is resting, under the bed.

I struggled with a name for him, but finally settled on Aslan, which is Turkish for lion. It is the name of the lion in C. S. Lewis's  Narnia books. Also, one of the lions at Oaklawn Farm Zoo had that name. Heather said this little fellow has a broad nose just like the zoo's Aslan, and as I had considered that name, I felt that he would be Aslan.
I have no pictures as yet, of course, since he doesn't want to pose yet......

Here we are in the 3rd day, and little Aslan has decided that perhaps he will be a phantom cat, who emerges from his hidey hole when no one is around, and eat and use the litter box. He even played with his toys. I haven't seen him since yesterday afternoon, when I discovered him under a chest in the Captain's computer room. He purred loudly in my arms, and rubbed his head against my chin, but at the same time wanted to get down. I fed him some wet food on my finger, then set him down with the food. He gulped some down, then made a mad dash for upstairs, which is where he is now living.
I am now waiting on his table on the second floor. "Your dinner/breakfast has arrived sir."

I keep saying, "patience, Bonnie, patience...." I think he is not only frightened, but also lonely without his litter-mates. I will see what today brings, but I should say that it is a good thing that no one hears me talking to the walls, saying "come kitty, come see mommy", or other such close to the edge sayings........

More to come........