Friday, 13 September 2013

Friday the 13th


 
Friday the 13th.
Today was supposed to be the start of my yearly holiday pilgrimage, but due to a few folks warning me about traveling on this date, and the fact that the tickets were cheaper tomorrow anyway, I decided to change the date.  I'm not superstitious in any way.  I don't walk under ladders, but only because I wouldn't want an accident to happen like having a  bucket of paint fall on me.
Okay, so I'm leaving tomorrow for a couple of days.  This of course means that there is so much to be done beforehand.
Lots of household chores to be taken care of, and lots more garden chores as well.
For the past three days, the rain decided (without checking in with me first) to start pouring down like crazy, and it's been hard to get the grass cut.
The miniature bamboo that grows along the driveway needs an urgent trim and I need to plant the sweet lime plantlets for my new hedge out front.  
 
With the rains came the army of snails with their voracious appetites, which means  I've got to spread some bait on the perimeter of the property.
 
 Luckily for the master of the house, he has been taken care of first.  He's had a bath, his nails have been clipped, his ears cleaned and a worm treatment administered.  I hope to clean his teeth later today.  He knows something is up, and has not left my side since I pulled my suitcase out of storage.


His meals are all cooked and stored in the freezer....
His menu plan has been taped to the kitchen wall at eye level for daughter dear (to remember to feed him)......
 

 and his "friends" have been through the washing machine cycle.


Brazen and crew are already up to no good....here is what I found in the back garden.


A broken limb and a dismantled nest.....looks like the nest of a small sparrow.  Poor bird...to have to move house in the rainy weather that we just had must have been a task.  I hope she found somewhere safe.

Well it's time for me to get a move on.  I can't sit here chatting with you when I have so much more things to take care of before I go.
Catch you later.

8 comments:

  1. I would say Mr Brown is spoilt, but we do the same for Missy when we go away. Hope you have a wonderful holiday.

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    1. Lots of folks think I spoil my dogs, and Brownie is no exception. I never understand why people take animals into their possession and then treat them badly.
      I'm looking forward to my little holiday...thanks.

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  2. Travel safely and enjoy hour holiday. Mr B will be waiting for your return.

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    1. Thanks GB. Hope he doesn't growl at me like he did last year when I returned home. I guess he has to show his displeasure at my absence, so it's all good.

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  3. Have fun! It sounds like Brownie will be in good hands. :o)

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    1. I have no idea why I'm now seeing this comment. I had a great trip....thanks.

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    1. Thanks....I had a great trip and am now safely back at home.

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