In peace

[emsk]

The kittens were allowed their first (supervised) explore outside today. Turns out, Boomer's a tree climber. Fortunately, he knows how to get down on his own.

Turns out we didn't need to be concerned about the spa pool. Tigra went exploring, and sat on the covers of it quite happily. Didn't even get her little paws wet.

We also have a flatmate now - Thaqui has moved in for a bit. He's got the downstairs bedroom and bathroom to himself, and I have one less toilet to clean.

It's been a pleasant couple of days, so far. I've taken the time to do some various chores that I keep not-managing during work weeks. I have yet to mow the lawns, though.

I fell over in the carpark at the mall. Landed square on my knee, rolled with it, and sat on the ground wanting to swear most mightily. I didn't, because there was a lovely elderly couple nearby, who hobbled over to check that I was OK.

I suspect by his bearing that the elderly gentleman was ex-military. He looked me over, after I had assured them that I was OK, and noted with a smile that rolling probably didn't make it hurt much less, and that I looked by my face as if I really wanted to swear...

My kneecap is purple. I am sitting with my feet up, with a Boomercat beside me kneading my leg, and my laptop, watching a movie after some excellent takeaway, with a drink beside me.

Life is good.

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