Today is a 'Winnie the Pooh' day...

Washing is on the line, temperatures are soaring and I keep nipping out to check the status of what's on the washing line and what has blown off.  Today is a real blustery day with winds whipping up all around...the type of day that women don't wear skirts or dresses and where anything may be blown away.  After a storm last night....yahness....the ground is damp and soft under the feet, just enough for Molly to be able to dig with her nose to bury her bone.

After 9 hours of sleep,  this morning I felt as fresh as a daisy.  So much sleep in one night is pure luxury for me and only held sweet dreams.  This after working myself into having an enormous headache, worrying about the disappearance of Smokey.  All day long I called him, not a meeuw was heard and when Johan arrived home, who should he see lying on the flat roof?  Yes Smokey!!!!!  He didn't move though when we called to him and spoke to him, he just lay there, which was mighty strange....but Johan hauled the ladder out and climbed up to fetch him.  We think he didn't move because he was petrified.  He clung to Johan, claws out and was very nervous when Johan handed him down to NiQi who was waiting on the ground.  How he ever managed to climb all the way up there we have no idea as being totally blind in one eye and partially blind in the other, he does not venture far these days.  Obviously too scared to try and make his way down, he just lay there all day.  Today he is sleeping on the floor of the dining room, safe and sound on terra-firma.

Now to cover more boxes and start on our community project of making up Christmas gifts....just as we did for the Santa Shoebox Project, only these are for the elderly right here in our own area......then to start making up kits of my Christmas tree decorations to take to an art shop in Pretoria to sell.  Much to do so I better get cracking.  Toodle ooh for now....