I have found that my crafting mojo is in a bit of a lull at the moment. Several have done projects languish on my desk. Each one has a fairly plausible excuse for its unfinished state but I feel quite uninspired to actually surmount these rather small blocks. Hmm - note to self - *get on with it!*
On the positive front, our feline family are handling each other's presence so so much better. My mom came up with a brilliant analogy. She calls their hissing and spitting 'The War of the Roses' Which appropriately enough has the red rose of Lancashire warring against the white rose of York for the English throne in the mid to late 1400s.
You may still be wondering at the connection here - so here goes, Lily (red) was born and bred in Lancashire and Pan (predominantly white) was found in a shed in Yorkshire. Brilliant!
But, unlike the war of the roses, our little furry dispute seems to be receding, with only the occasional spat. I know that food and play is a great leveller and the tastiest treats and the most exciting games soon break down barriers.
As I remember the Duke of Lancaster won the final battle over the Duke of York, so Pan - be warned!! The House of Plantagenent will become the House of Tudar and peace will reign. Forgive me fellow blog followers, I love my History!! I can also give a first hand report of how well little Pan has settled in and become more confident and friendly. :>)
ReplyDeleteI keep saying this but I have to say it again; what great photos; love the visible tail and the almost reaching one... please keep them coming; I am assuming when we get more rain you can post more photos.....
ReplyDeleteMy mojo has gone as well. Think it's the weather.
ReplyDeleteOh bless!
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Good Article About All this divided York and Lancaster..." William Shakespeare, Richard III
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ReplyDeleteI do enjoy your posts! What adorable photos.
It's great they are getting along. In our case it was a definite No No with our old Cat Willie when we brought home a little stray kitten. He attacked the poor little chap and was wringing its neck....luckily my husband stepped in saved the kitten but had to take him to the vet because he was bleeding. We knew then we had to find little kitten a new home which we did. I suppose the problem was that Willie is a very old mog and felt threatened...not really sure though.
Amanda :-)