I'm tired

Absolutely knacked. Thats pretty much it really.

Kthnxbi

Day 2

And then there were 4. Tried hand feeding the wee one, but I think by that point it was perhaps too little, too late for the wee thing. and she died. She was cold as I picked her up, but still moving so I thnk she was one her way out anyway. Didnt seem to warm up any. But we still have 4 healthy big strong babies left. So fingers crossed.

Day 1

And we are already down to 5 baby mice, and a further one looking like she's not going to make it. The other 4 are bigger, deep pink and moving vigorously about within thier wee confines, this last wee ones a bit paler and making weaker movements, and I can't see any strong white around her stomach area indicating that she's recently fed... Trying to keep them all together for the warmth and I'll see how she gets on. In the first photo she's the topmost mouse, looking a bit paler.

Fat Mouse

is now skinny again as she has given birth to 6 wee pink squirming mice. Will try and get photos for a daily update on thier progress. They squeak in a high pitched "meep" when the other mice stand on them, she doesn't seem to take an awful lot of notice of them, so will keep an eye on that, but I dont really want to hand rear baby mice. 2 hourly feedings including duing the night does not augur well.

Ach well, watch this space. I may well just be worrying over nothing.

No idea what colour they will be, as no idea who the dad is (she is a loose moose) as pet shop sold me her pregnant. Fuckin' petshop.

Ah the boy IS funny sometimes

Watching "Up close and dangerous animals" or some such, and its a feature on Hippos
"And now Derek came face to face with Africa's biggest killer..."
"What? Robert Mugabe?!?"
Ah bless the boy does have a sense of humaour after all.

Im other news, I got stung my a wasp twice today. ON TEH TOE! Tis sore

I made Bhuna style pork, with lovely pilau rice (cardomon, cloves, sugar, bay leaf, turmeric, salt and cinnamon) with a homemade Strawberry cheesecake for afters.

Apart from the wasp stingage it has been a good day.

Ow.

Head hurts. Hell of a hangover.
I took my bra off in the Catty. The shame. At least that wasnt a bad dare as far as some of the other cards went.
But oh dear God my head still hurts, And its 17:21pm

Think I can sue the council?

Lexie cut her paw in the park yesterday/Monday.

This has so far (and we're still counting here) cost me £215 for stitches, dressings and meds. All because some wee scummy cunt was drinking in the park and smashed a bottle, which she then ran over, slicing her pad open.

I'm thinking of taking the council to small claims.

HAW! Sweetheart? S'cuse me? Haw DARLIN?

Was the hail of the tracksuit clad denizen of Ibrox as I made my way home. Tried to ignore it

"Here see that TATTOO wis it sore?"
"Haw Sweetheart I like your Tattoo"
"Scuse me darlin.."

At which point I stopped trying to ignore and turned around. One brief conversation about tattoos later and the attention turns to Paul.

Guy "Aww mate I like your shirt, is that like that Manga?"
Lassie "Whit ye talking aboot? Is Manga like Ganja?"
Guy "Naw, its japanese Cartoons"

To be fair they were failry polite about the whole thing but the whole Manga/ganga thing cracked us up.

you know whats really disturbing?

Realising that the reason the cusions have been pulled off the couch and slightly damp, and the dog getting whiney when you pick said cushion up, isnt because she's "making herself comfortable".

But because she's been pumping your cushions, and in my case my pillow. She's in season, and horny and to an extent its a wee shame, so to concede I've just gave her the cushion she seems to have gotten attached to and stripped all other covers and the like to wash. So its rather disturbing to be watching TV and then out of the corner of your eye see the dog thrusting at a cushion. Pauls freaked as he's never had a girl dog (no jokes, heard them all thank you) so he's alternating between laughing at her and freaking out when she tries to lick his leg.

Tried to look online for any advice, but unsurprisingly "dog masturbation", "Bitch mounting" and "bitch masturbation" gets me to some rather dubious sites, and for some reason Great Dane Porn, which is ultimately rather unsettling.

Stuff

• Finished "Bother Odd"

• Sold 2 books on Amazon. Netted £20.

• Bought Paul new trainers.

• Started my Indian Head Massage course today too, which also has the revelation that it includes back massage. I need to complete case studies so will be experimenting on everyone that I can get my (well-oiled) hands on. Today we learned how to set up the massage area, and steps 1-3 of 57 (57 movements/moves in an Indian Head massage), how to cleanse the back, open chakras, and oil up good.

One guy in a class of 14. Women walking about wearing towels as you have to touch each other whilst oiled up good. May a wet dream for a young chap in there I think.

I may well develop thumbs of Olympian standards.

That is all.

Pig tit

Bought some belly of pork rashers. Thought they'd be lovely roasted, all crispy with potato, cabbage and fried onion (What's that you say, Polish heritage? Pork, potatoes and cabbage?)

So all was good until I was putting the rachers in some seasoning to go in the oven.

"Funny looking bit of fat...Is that...?PAUL!!! Do you want some PIG TIT?!?!"

He failed to see the funny side and so far has refused to eat anything all night. Even if its not been pig tit. Apparently throwing a wee hairless pig nip at your husband does not improve marital relations. The dog loved the pig tit though, knew she'd come in handy for something...