Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
A Quiet Life
by admin - 23:07 on 05 November 2010
Life, as you may have guessed, has been pretty uneventful during the last couple of weeks. There's been little to report.
Even sightings of Master Marten have been few and far between. The ingrate collects his free supper when Matchgirl and I are in bed, or uses his ninja skills to eat and depart while our backs are turned. We'd have a better chance of spotting him if lamplight wasn't reflecting off the window, but for some reason Matchgirl is unwilling to spend her evenings in the dark. It's not a lot to ask.
There have been some close encounters, though. Two days ago, Bess and Master Marten came very briefly nose to nose, separated only by glass, when they occupied interior and exterior windowsills at the same time.
And last night, Bess chose to leave The Rural Retreat for her evening saunter at the same moment that Master Marten – who'd not been there two minutes earlier – was enjoying Nutella on top of the gate. At least, I assume that's why she rushed into the bushes in hot pursuit of something – the Nutella had certainly gone.
What she would have done had she caught him I don't know; I doubt that she had any idea either. Instinct can be a dangerous thing.
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