It’s rained quite a bit this last week and the island is juicy again. That means lots of fungi in the woods. I found this tiny one near Pared Vieja . I never noticed the bug on it until I started taking photos. Both the fungi and the bug are seriously tiny. I took a photo with my fingertip for comparison. The photo below is a blusher, Amanita rubescens, again…
Chai can jump up onto chairs now – that’s a little higher than she could jump last week. We’ve had a couiple of “Oi, watch it!” protest meows, but I don’t think we’ve had a yowl of pain for no visible reason all week. I got my competition entries off, plus I submitted a short story I wrote earlier. I have a week before the deadline of the remaining competition…
Her Royal Chainess continues to recover slowly. We don’t really notice a change from one day to the next but we notice from week to week. She’s walking more easily and meyowling less. The wonky leg is noticably less wonky, and she can jump up onto beds and sofas. We’re giving her the run of the house now, but for the last couple of days she keeps wanting to go…
It’s been a busy week. I finished the translation and signed off as self employed. My husband finished repairing the business end of my old laptop which is now in my friends’ office, connected up to a keyboard, mouse and monitor. It was really nice to stop lugging my laptop backwards and forwards, particularly since I have to park some distance away. I’ve got a vague idea for a short…
It’s not been the most interesting week. Chai has improved a little and I’ve translated a lot. I should finish the translating tomorrow or Tuesday, and then I have the joy of sorting out the paperwork to be unemployed again. I’m still doing 5 minute writing sprints in the morning, and yes, getting a little faster and looking forward to working on fiction again. And I got a photo of…
First the personal news. Chai continues to improve slowly. She no longer stumbles around like she’s drunk to the point of being paralytic. Now she hobbles along like an old lady with a walking cane. Occasional she howls (well, it’s more a meeyowl really) for no visible reason, so we think she gets stabs of pain, but they’re getting less frequent. It’s easier to get her purring too, which is…