Currrrrrrrrrrtains!

I've found a way of suppressing the Turdwalker! Yay! A way that contains his natural aggression, athleticism and generally makes it far cheaper in household repairs. I drug his kitteney arse. It seems a good dose of catnip will have him sitting for at least an hour, fascinated by the pretty pattens in the curtains. Have you ANY idea how funny a stoned kitten can be? Heheheh. "Look, currrrrrrrrrrrrtains...... oh wow! I think I'll just leap up and.... no, I think I'll just order takeaway pizza instead...."

Meanwhile the boy Giz is continuing his campaign, I last saw him getting ready to go out with a placard which read "all Alsations are puffs" and the look of a flying picket about him. I've got his kill stats for 2007 and they make good reading; he's at :

Mice: 31
Small birds: 14
Large birds: 3

Giving 48 kills total, an ...... ooooooh percent improvement on last year. How I wish I could remember how to do that calculation. It's about seven and a half'ish....

All in the house is again lurgy.... don't know whether it's the same batch as nobbled me at christmas having a reprise, or whether this is a different one but all is sniffling and yukky Fortress Mike at the moment; which put the mockers on last night's big party night in town to a certain degree. Energy and partiability were sadly lacking, and I struggled onto midnight before retreating to my pit. A low key one... Number 2, then Smugglers, then Willies before back to Smugglers where we had a bit of a retro moment; Red Witches and mixers involving Malibu. I really fancy going back to London for next year; the fireworks on the Thames were worthy and I think my Canon needs to make the aquaintance of the smoke once again.