High Five for Friday

I'm definitely with Eeyore when it comes to glass-half-empty outlooks on life 

(I know, how boring to be that person), 

so every time I think of things for H54F I feel like it's a step towards being more Tigger-like. 

(If you have no idea what I'm talking about, who are you? How can you not have read Winnie the Pooh??)

What a strange way to start a post.

Moving swiftly on...

1.

We had a great time at the wedding last weekend - 

what's not to love about seeing a blissfully happy couple tie the knot 

and getting the opportunity to sup on champagne all day long?

Plus, the wedding cake was actually just lots of teeny, tiny pavlovas set on a huge cake stand.

Winner.

2.

As I am now officially a cat lady, this made me laugh.

For the record, I really don't loathe males but my (male) students were always convinced that my questions about feminist theory automatically made me a man-hater.

Hmm. 

3.

Miss F. was sunbathing earlier today and refusing to get up despite my cajoling.

Eventually I resorted to trying to persuade her by gently pulling her up...

this little man stepped in to help me:

F was SUPER impressed with our efforts.
4.

The nights may be drawing in but the sunrise is always spectacular.

5.

I played my 94 (nearly 95) year-old grandfather at Scrabble and he absolutely beat me hollow.

I think that's pretty cool. 

Hope you have a fantastic weekend!

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The Daily Scoop

I've just returned (somewhat nervously) from dropping young Scoop and his sister, Dusty, off at the vets for their, er, 'procedures'.

Today is the day my cat becomes, hmm, how to put it? A little bit less of a man.

How sad for him. 

Something else I learned today was that there is special food for cats who are neutered.

Every day's a school day. 

I haven't posted any pictures of the kittens recently 

(which leaves me wondering: what do I post about? Oh yes, waterproof trousers. How embarrassing), 

so I thought I'd put up a few photos to chart their rise into adulthood.

Fingers crossed, everything will go swimmingly and I can collect the little man this afternoon.

Sniff, sniff.

It is very easy to be brave when you're protected by a glass door. 

Scoop in a hoop.
Couldn't resist.

Pretending to be brave on his first ever excursion outside.

They really like sleeping in baskets.
Preferably baskets of clean, ironed clothes.
Bully for them, bit of a bummer for me.

Getting super-excited about the Olympic Show-Jumping.
(That's my boy...)

Snooze.

I've been travelling a lot recently and I think that Scoop might be trying to tell me something...

Dusty the beautiful.

Just in case you noticed a difference in the picture quality (whatdoyoumean you haven't?), I have miraculously managed to get my computer, my big girl camera and my external hard drive to co-operate simultaneously.

Wonders never cease.