....so it's a sad and worrying start to a new week my my cat Lionel missing since friday morning....kids have been calling his name, i have been calling his name, he does not come, but his sister Katniss does...she is normally the fave but sad to say...atm...it's like a dissapointment to see her and not her brother, my son has been climbing the tree in the back garden...in case he was stuck up there and so he had a better view..i had told him not to of course....i do not want a dead son who has fallen out of the tree......whatever has happenned to Lionel has happenned...maybe he will come back maybe he won't....my kids dad has told me to put a post on Facebook so i have done so on my sons FB page as i'm logged into that on my tablet...long story as to why but he doesn't really use FB but he has friends on there, it is linked to his instagram which he has put a 'story' on about Lionel going missing which i guess stands a chance of success...he mentions a 'reward for a safe return'...a monetary incentive to 12 year olds!??...plus they have little 'hide outs' that are local to here and in forest like locations where a cat could have wandered so......and my Facebook has 800+ friends...YAY i'm so popular..hear that!! 800+ friends...wow..the parties at mine can you imagine!!.....except the vast majority of these i have never exchanged a vocal word with and never seen in my entire life neither am i ever likely to...they live all over ...some in the US, some in africa,...various parts of Europe...some prob live in various parts of the UK...some defo do...some are family...about 5 i think...some are old friends...less than 10 i should think....some are friends i have spoken to on the phone perhaps around 6 or so (not counting friends and old friends who i do actually know and have met face to face...i'm talking just spoken to on phone being only interactions).......i have not put a post on my FB...i know that Lionel is an adventurous cat and all but i doubt he's made his way to another country.....let alone a new county.....my kids dad ....who keeps making digs at my lack of housework, cleanliness, hygiene etc....'nit picking'.....said i should have put a post on MY FB...what...so one of my 800+ really good friends on there may set up an exploration extradition and cross country round the globe especially on a cat seeking quest....so i told him i may as well put a post on here too so that 'my friends on Bluelight can have a look for him' i will actually start a thread later...it will be of interest to see the response i may get.....i doubt it will end with the safe return of Lionel even with a reward offered for his safe return.....
oh i did not need to see my doctor in the end on friday...tf for that as i felt like shite...still suffering a bit of a bad cold now...but no doctors appt necessary, my daughter set my phone alarm for 9am when she got up for school as i was too ill to get up at that time......i got up about 15 mins before that went off and about 8:50am the dr's call me and tell me...ever so politely...that no need to come in or worry about my doctors appt as it was all sorted out now and i would be able to collect my prescrpition.....i asked if i would be able to get it that day as i was only given a days worth the day before...oh yes...just wait until late morning....so i ask my mum (who lives in the house next door to me)...when she comes round to see if i want to walk for tesco and i tell her that i feel like shit could she please collect my prescription (which is on the way to tesco).....she returns a little later....prescription was not ready to collect!!!!???!!! CUNTS!!....can you imagine if i'd gone!!!....just what my saintly mother said ever so nicely to them...that it was a good thing 'my daughter didnt come herself'......so she said they would call on their contact number (my mobile number)...which they do....and tell me its ready, at the front desk and 'please could you let your mother know'.......yeah....cos you fucking don't want me to come down and call you all a bunch of useless cunts that you demonstrably are....i did not say that...i did not need to.....but yeah..you get the drift
my son and his friend had a sleepover at my mum's last night...he wanted his friend to sleep over and we only have 2 bedro0ms and the place really is tiny...and messy....my son and daughter had been hard at work tidying to earn money throughout the week and for such a tiny house.....they spent hours...did really well...place is a shit heap again....where am i going with this??...anyway...their dad was 'sleeping over' the weekend as our daughter had invited him in the week despite last time he was here he got drunk (he always drinks 2 bottles of wine...thats his norm...used to be mine too but i stopped...used to do daft shit on social media and bought cats when i'm not allowed them in rented property etc...) ..and called me the most self centred person he'd ever met....i ignored him...he'd forgotten by the next morning when i was still ignoring him as i wasn't talking to him......anywayt...bloody get to the point woman!!!.....no room for the kids sleeepover here so they'd asked my mum if they could sleep in one of her 2 bedrooms (in her nice tidy house...she's not mentally broken....she wasn't knocked of a bike by a french cunt but she did go over the handles of a bike and knock her front teeth out in her 20's but she is still the unrecognized mother theresa of the UK born with the scars of stigmata but they have somewhat faded now but were quite evident when she was a kid but she just thought everybody had them and her own mother had never noticed and was too busy...)...now get this for a 12 year old boy sleepover...bless...both my son and his mate are known as tough young boys....i taught them both how to fight...i used to reward my son for winning fights...i tell him never to bully but to always stick up for himself..never start a fight...finish it...don't throw the first punch..throw the last...etc..you get the idea...anyway...they were taking their 'loot' round to my mum's for their 'BOYZ ONLY' sleepover (but of course they were going to have to respect my mum's no nonsense and no loud swearing rules plus an 11pm lights off and silence curfew...).....this included some of their proud purchses of the day in Truro town where my son had been spending his prized earned ?50 note (which i gave to him for the house cleaning, sister to school walking...doing his 'impossible 18 hours!!! ' homework...and being just...'good').....they were both excitedly showing off some of this stuff to his little sister on their way over....and i overheard them excitedly showing her their scented bath bombs, rainbow coloured and coconut smelling....my son came running into the lounge to also excitedly show me....i allowed him to excitedly show me his scented lot without so much of a glimpse of humor at the idea of what he may well think of the latter 'self interpretation' of this 'bath bomb scented loot sharing boys buddy sleep over' when he's say...15, 16,17...i should imagine by that age both my son and his friend will have conveniently have forgotten and never will they utter a word about it...for obvious interpretational reasons that escapes them at the age of 12 and that i shall allow to escape them as its...kinda cute and amusing....hey, its all harmless....
.............no bloody point in any of this...
..oh...just been reminded as to the origins of the p[[oint of this by my cat clawing at the bacxk door (we have no cat flap as we should not have cats in our rented accomodation).....obviously Katniss and not Lionel...poor Katniss, the dissapointment....BUT DONT GO WANDERING OFF ASWELL WE LOVE YOU!!!
...it's a long shot..but should anybody be reading this...and should anybody actually have made it through all of this rambling tripe of crap that doesn't go anywhere or get anywhere or make any point whatsoever....here is the point...
...we have lost our black and white cat Lionel....we live in Redruth in Cornwall.....our cat likes to wander into any open doors so please check your sheds, garages, summer houses etc....he's 7 months and hius name is Lionel....he has a black face with a white 'lightning bolt' type stripe down the top and is white under the nose...he has no collar...his favourate colour is pink and he likes reading and playing cards and has a degree in physics...he also likes mimosa hostilis bark extraction soaked tobacco in colmans lighter fuel and when tripping off his face likes to be held like a baby....its a long shot....but you just never know...reward for a safe return....Katniss is lonely and lost without him and we promise to let him have 'the chosen special cat food' in the future....
oh i did not need to see my doctor in the end on friday...tf for that as i felt like shite...still suffering a bit of a bad cold now...but no doctors appt necessary, my daughter set my phone alarm for 9am when she got up for school as i was too ill to get up at that time......i got up about 15 mins before that went off and about 8:50am the dr's call me and tell me...ever so politely...that no need to come in or worry about my doctors appt as it was all sorted out now and i would be able to collect my prescrpition.....i asked if i would be able to get it that day as i was only given a days worth the day before...oh yes...just wait until late morning....so i ask my mum (who lives in the house next door to me)...when she comes round to see if i want to walk for tesco and i tell her that i feel like shit could she please collect my prescription (which is on the way to tesco).....she returns a little later....prescription was not ready to collect!!!!???!!! CUNTS!!....can you imagine if i'd gone!!!....just what my saintly mother said ever so nicely to them...that it was a good thing 'my daughter didnt come herself'......so she said they would call on their contact number (my mobile number)...which they do....and tell me its ready, at the front desk and 'please could you let your mother know'.......yeah....cos you fucking don't want me to come down and call you all a bunch of useless cunts that you demonstrably are....i did not say that...i did not need to.....but yeah..you get the drift
my son and his friend had a sleepover at my mum's last night...he wanted his friend to sleep over and we only have 2 bedro0ms and the place really is tiny...and messy....my son and daughter had been hard at work tidying to earn money throughout the week and for such a tiny house.....they spent hours...did really well...place is a shit heap again....where am i going with this??...anyway...their dad was 'sleeping over' the weekend as our daughter had invited him in the week despite last time he was here he got drunk (he always drinks 2 bottles of wine...thats his norm...used to be mine too but i stopped...used to do daft shit on social media and bought cats when i'm not allowed them in rented property etc...) ..and called me the most self centred person he'd ever met....i ignored him...he'd forgotten by the next morning when i was still ignoring him as i wasn't talking to him......anywayt...bloody get to the point woman!!!.....no room for the kids sleeepover here so they'd asked my mum if they could sleep in one of her 2 bedrooms (in her nice tidy house...she's not mentally broken....she wasn't knocked of a bike by a french cunt but she did go over the handles of a bike and knock her front teeth out in her 20's but she is still the unrecognized mother theresa of the UK born with the scars of stigmata but they have somewhat faded now but were quite evident when she was a kid but she just thought everybody had them and her own mother had never noticed and was too busy...)...now get this for a 12 year old boy sleepover...bless...both my son and his mate are known as tough young boys....i taught them both how to fight...i used to reward my son for winning fights...i tell him never to bully but to always stick up for himself..never start a fight...finish it...don't throw the first punch..throw the last...etc..you get the idea...anyway...they were taking their 'loot' round to my mum's for their 'BOYZ ONLY' sleepover (but of course they were going to have to respect my mum's no nonsense and no loud swearing rules plus an 11pm lights off and silence curfew...).....this included some of their proud purchses of the day in Truro town where my son had been spending his prized earned ?50 note (which i gave to him for the house cleaning, sister to school walking...doing his 'impossible 18 hours!!! ' homework...and being just...'good').....they were both excitedly showing off some of this stuff to his little sister on their way over....and i overheard them excitedly showing her their scented bath bombs, rainbow coloured and coconut smelling....my son came running into the lounge to also excitedly show me....i allowed him to excitedly show me his scented lot without so much of a glimpse of humor at the idea of what he may well think of the latter 'self interpretation' of this 'bath bomb scented loot sharing boys buddy sleep over' when he's say...15, 16,17...i should imagine by that age both my son and his friend will have conveniently have forgotten and never will they utter a word about it...for obvious interpretational reasons that escapes them at the age of 12 and that i shall allow to escape them as its...kinda cute and amusing....hey, its all harmless....
.............no bloody point in any of this...
..oh...just been reminded as to the origins of the p[[oint of this by my cat clawing at the bacxk door (we have no cat flap as we should not have cats in our rented accomodation).....obviously Katniss and not Lionel...poor Katniss, the dissapointment....BUT DONT GO WANDERING OFF ASWELL WE LOVE YOU!!!
...it's a long shot..but should anybody be reading this...and should anybody actually have made it through all of this rambling tripe of crap that doesn't go anywhere or get anywhere or make any point whatsoever....here is the point...
...we have lost our black and white cat Lionel....we live in Redruth in Cornwall.....our cat likes to wander into any open doors so please check your sheds, garages, summer houses etc....he's 7 months and hius name is Lionel....he has a black face with a white 'lightning bolt' type stripe down the top and is white under the nose...he has no collar...his favourate colour is pink and he likes reading and playing cards and has a degree in physics...he also likes mimosa hostilis bark extraction soaked tobacco in colmans lighter fuel and when tripping off his face likes to be held like a baby....its a long shot....but you just never know...reward for a safe return....Katniss is lonely and lost without him and we promise to let him have 'the chosen special cat food' in the future....
