It’s hard to believe that our little Gemma turned three over the weekend. No, we didn’t bake a cake, but she had her favourite “Jimbos” meat for dinner that night.
Birman cats are very playful, and she has been spending time with her “knitting” a length of leftover yarn from a project. She carries it around in her mouth, lays on her back and attacks with her feet, having a fine old time.
Gemma with her knitting yarn
I’ve just finished making her a belated birthday gift, aa little grey mouse. This is obviously related to “The Three Blind Mice” as it has neither eyes or a nose. But her new mousie has two cute little ears and a nice plaited tail, so I hope she likes it. Gemma is tucked up fast asleep at the moment, so when she awakes I’m going to spray her new toy with catnip spray and sees what she thinks of it. She often dunks her toys in her water bowl when she has finished playing with thhem, for whatever reason!
Gemma’s new toy
Gemma’s birthday coincided with Prince Phillip’s funeral service, so we spent some time in front of the TV watching that. (Robin had our NZ flag at half mast as a sign of respect). For those from overseas, New Zealand is a Commonwealth country and Queen Elizabeth is our Head of State, and we are governed by our own parliament.
And for an update on my back problem – I met up with the Neurosurgeon last week. He told me that the more simple vascular treatment which was first discussed was not now an option, but instead I would need surgery – within the next four weeks. I am so pleased that this will soon be taking place, as I have been told if this problem is left untreated I would end up in a wheelchair. So it’s quite serious, no wonder I’m having trouble standing and walking. At the moment I’m trying to take things easy and rest my back as much as I can, but you can't stay off your feet all day long, can you. Luckily sitting doesn’t cause me any problems, so I can knit, stitch, read, and even spend a little time at the sewing machine, as long as I don't overdo things. Wish me luck!