21 Tuesday Mar 2017
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So you know, been trying to stick to (mostly) low-carb options recently, and decided to make one of my favourite salads: wilted spinach, feta, garlicky bacon, chopped hard-boiled egg. Then I ended up with too much so turned the “leftovers” into an amazing omelette for flatmate Peter. Now and then, living with me has its advantages. 😉
18 Saturday Mar 2017
23 Thursday Feb 2017
It isn’t that all the cats here don’t get along – they (mostly) do. But Loki is such a big glomping galoot and sometimes he plays rough (clamping his massive jaws around Morcilla’s tiny neck, for example). But these two are pretty much evenly matched and I love watching them chase each other around until they get tired out and then curl up together for a cosy snooze. Here they are clearly planning some mischief…
22 Wednesday Feb 2017
It’s not easy to find beauty in an oncology waiting room, but I have always loved these ripply floor to ceiling windows. This visit wasn’t as scary as other times, since I already knew the results of the last PET scan, so it was mostly to check new blood work and arrange the next scan.
I have such mixed feelings whenever I go to the hospital. Part of me hates it, another part feels so grateful because they saved my life, and yet another part just hopes I will never ever need to sit in the other section of the oncology waiting room, waiting for treatment. This time I got to walk home and enjoy every breath.
10 Friday Feb 2017
Taken in March 2010… Loki was just a few months old (can you see his green eyes, Deb?) and Azar had finally decided that this stripy orange munchkin was his new pal. You know, I look at Azar in this pic, and his little bendy paw, and I can almost feel him, which makes me ache inside, and wish I could hold him again. Then I look at Loki… and cannot believe he was ever that small! Lovely boys, both of them.
All the cats were fine, as always, after the Sanlúcar Getaway. Two nights max is the longest I will ever leave them on their own. But although well-fed and watered, and with an extra sand box and all that… this is what they missed the most. And me too.
casa azahar 