My Light

Happy Sunday Everyone!

Mousie was my light, in my best times and my dark times. She consoled my soul. I hope I consoled hers.

(pics from 2011 and 2012)

3 Years On...

Hi Guys,

3 years ago today, Mousie went to the bridge. I am always reflective on the lead up to this, because unfortunately this date runs very close to my own birthday. So much has changed, and as I've said before, not always good. I do miss parts of my old life although there is a lot of things I am pleased are gone. Mousie isn't one of them. Her death seemed to have been the cat-alyst to these changes. It's as if her passing started an avalanche in my life. The worst thing is, I knew it would happen as soon as she was gone. She was symbolic of a snapshot of time. And I have so many snapshots of her. Here are a few:

This one is a bit blurry as it is off of a very old nokia, I reckon it is circa 2011. It brings back a memory of babysitting and sleeping on the couch. She is making rolls on my leopard-print pyjama bottoms which I still have. If you enlarge the pic, you can see she is drooling. Happy times.

We would have so much fun, and this was my sad attempt at clip art! Pic from the same old phone.

A candid shot of her in her beloved garden. She would love to explore and relax. 

Although she was very fuzzy, she would love to lay on the table in the garden in the height of summer and soak up the sun. You can really see how glorious her marking are.

Swiping at an insect, or chewy midday snack as she would call it.

Such a purrfect picture of my beloved girl. 

It has been 3 years now, Mousie and I think of you every day. 

Rest in purrs, sweetness.

May - Yay!

Hi Guys, 

Springtime brings with it optimism and sadness. As the anniversary of Mousie's passing looms, I sit in quite, deep reflection of life. 

When in reality I should pull my head out of my a** and partaay!

(top pic from 2015, bottom pic from 2011)

Pyjama Day

Sundays are for staying in bed and reading, watching tv, or simply doing nothing.

 Or, hanging out under the duvet with this one.

 She would lay on top of me and make pizza dough.

 And sometimes go back to sleep as it was too much effort on a Sunday!

(pics taken 2014)

Down In The Grass

On a lovely spring day, I would lay down in the grass to be on Mousie's level to get the most candid pictures. Although, she would reckon that no-one could ever be on her level!

(pics taken in 2012)

Clear

Found some clear pics of Mousie. I suppose they are all clear, but I guess I am particularly proud of my photography skills - and need an excuse to post them.

(pics taken April 2015)

How in the Hell...?

Sometimes Mousie would move and twist her body in such a way, I'd be like, "how in the hell are you doin' that, hun?"

(pics taken 2015)

The Love Punk

Mousie was a 'love punk'. I would call her that, in fact I would call her many things - Lady, Beauty, Fuzzbucket, Troubleinafursuit...the list goes on. It's a wonder she responded to 'Mousie' when she was called. 

And we all know everyone has multiple names for their furbabies.

Tell me some of yours.

(pics from 2014)

Mousie Pangs

I have been deep-thinking about this one.

Always good thoughts and memories about my former life.

 Which, to be honest, I miss very much. But, as we all know, we can't turn back the hands of time.

(pics from 2013)