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Vancouver, Canada
Originally from a small seaside town in the North of England, I lived and worked in France, Germany, Belgium, Switzerland and the Maldive Islands before moving to Canada in 1995 - where I intended to stay 'just a couple of years'. Well, I'm still here. I live with my fabulous (Canadian) husband, Lorne, in Vancouver's Westside, close to beaches & downtown. We opted for kitties over kids and are proud parents to 3 wonderful rescues; Mel & Louis, who we adopted in 2010, and little miss Ella, who joined us in 2013. I miss my family in the UK but luckily my sister and best friend, Victoria, lives just down the street with her family. I remain very European at heart and would love to move back there, even for a while. Hopefully I'll convince Lorne & the kitties one day. Besides, I'm fluent in French & German but rarely get chance to use either here. Outside of work I love photography, writing, making cards, working out, camping, kayaking, horse riding & most things really. I've always been an animal lover, support several animal protection organizations and haven't eaten meat in 27 years.
Words To Live By:
We call them dumb animals, and so they are, for they cannot tell us how they feel, but they do not suffer less because they have no words. Anna Seawell (Author of Black Beauty)


Jul 18, 2014

Random Photo Friday: Dance of the Sugar-Bum Hairies

It still makes me laugh when I think of my Dad always referring to Tchaikovsky's Dance of The Sugar Plum Fairies as 'Dance of the Sugar-Bum Hairies'. And, while this post isn't about fairies, sugar-bummed, hairy or otherwise - it is about feathers and a couple of noisy crows that have taken to tap-dancing on the balcony skylight outside our bedroom window, and it's driving the cats crazy.

So this was the scene of torment a couple of days ago when the clattering, scraping and squawking of a couple of crows - or perhaps it was just one - started up again on the skylight.

Crows Tormenting Cats. (L-R: Louis, Ella, Mel)
I just managed to grab my IPhone in time to snap a picture of all three with their necks craned desperately trying to get a glimpse of their tormentor(s).

Crows are cunningly evil little buggers. Not only have they taken to clattering and sliding around over the balcony, but both Lorne and I have also caught them tapping on the glass and peering down at the cats from the two large skylights above the landing/stairs. No wonder Louis' been doing a number on himself and nibbling away at his foreleg to the point of scabby baldness - if these crows are what's been stressing him out. And from this photo, you can also see just what a MASSIVE cat he's become though most of it is down to his absolute puff-ball hair!

(Despite our best efforts putting him on a low dose of Zylkene meds and even using a bitter-tasting spray on his baldy area, he still seems to be nibbling away and no doubt the recent heat wave hasn't been helping. In most other ways he's improved a lot in recent weeks and is very happy and sociable once again, but the leg-nibbling continues regardless. (Maybe it's the feline equivalent of me still chomping on my fingernails.)

Anyhow, suffice to say those crows are tormenting, yet creatively entertaining, little buggers!

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