Soop's X Special Kitcheners

Evening all.
In answer to your query Soop, hubby is doing OK, albeit very slowly. He is up and sitting in a chair for a few hours every day, and has walked a few steps with a frame and then help of 3 nurses. They haven`t removed the tracheotomy yet, but hopefully very soon. He`s getting very frustrated with us because we can`t lip read, so I`ll be glad when he can talk, but if his first words are swear words, which is entirely possible, I`ll be shoving the trachy back in again!

Big (((hugs)))) from me too and I echo Anya's last line, I swear I won't be responsible for my actions one of these days!!

I'd just finished writing a long post and it's vanished because the whotsit is fiddling with the modem

Nellie BIG ((((hug))))

B****y male stubborness ego!

Nellie I doubt very much that he was game-playing, it sounds to me as if he wasn't using his brain at all in the first place!

I have a lot of dog-loving friends, they are forever posting photos of abandoned sick and elderly dogs. People just can't afford the vets' fees, they are enormous now. Even 20 years ago it cost me £400 when my cat broke her leg and needed metal splints.

I've been away and before that seemed to be so busy, I couldn't pop in to the kitchen. It's good to be back and I apologise for not having any cakes to bring.

Soop, I haven't seen the story about the old dog who was abandoned. I wonder if his owner died and a kindly (!) relative/neighbour decided that if the dog was tied to a railing some kind soul would come along and rescue it. Elderly dogs become expensive because of deteriorating health. Our local rescue shelter has 90% staffi/bull dog crosses and the rest seem to be elderly dogs.
Next time we rescue, it will be an old dog - much like ourselves.

I have come in to let off steam. B OH was the cause. We were moving an old Guest bed into the garage to make room for a sofa Bed.

When it came to moving the Box base down the stairs there was the SOB standing at the top of the stairs underneath the bedframe trying to get this box frame down stairs without knocking the landing light fitting off.

I was down stairs and suggested he should move to to one side so I could get to the top to steady it down.

When I later mentioned that this was a really dangerous stupid thing to I got shouted at for pointing that out. He's someone who cannot cope with even a reasonable comment on any unwise action he takes.

I now wish I had gone out and left him holding the B thing. I just wish he would engage his brain before trying to do the opposite of anyone one else's suggestion. Someone give me a hug I am fed up of his game playing.

Horrible story. I am so pleased that where I live all dogs have to be microchipped and registered with the authorities + yearly tax paid. That means any lost dog can quickly be reunited with owners, but most of al, that the *****s who do that sort of thing cannot get away with it.

Been busy in the garden- snow melting fast - plenty on the lawn and lower part, but the big border all along the house is now clear- so been busy getting any weeds out before the perennials begin to grow. Felt good.

jane you must have been so relieved when the puppies came romping home. I do feel sad that the little boy was home alone. I remember that because both our parents worked when we were young children, we were left at home because we had whooping cough and couldn't go to school. We had juice and there were sandwiches (which we couldn't eat) and...we also had a bucketful of coal to "keep the fire going". It was quite normal in "those days".

I've had a successful afternoon painting a portrait of a cat and dog. So far...so good. Now I shall prop it up and scrutinise it and trust that I'm not tempted to faff about with it and send it to the rubbish bin.

A lovely afternoon of sunshine. It makes a big difference to one's sense of well-being.

Hugs all round. I'm wondering how Mr number is. I do hope that he'll be back home very soon.

And whose fault was it that a little boy had been left at home, alone and bored?

That's a horrible story, soop.

I had two small puppies, after the death of a little dog, when I was living in a hilly village. They were brother and sister, and I had trained them to use a dog flap while I was at work. One summer evening I got home from work and they were missing, but the big back gates were firmly shut, we couldn't understand it. Almost everyone in our Close went from door to door, asking neighbours in the village to search their gardens.

After a few hours, it was getting dark and I was really miserable, there was a shout and the puppies came romping up the Close, followed by a friend. A little boy of six or seven had been able to see them playing from his bedroom window up the hill behind us, had been left home alone while 'ill', had gone in to my garden just to play with them, then decided to keep them. He had shut them in his father's shed. When my neighbours called on the house, his father, who had been fielding requests for a dog for ages, had a sudden suspicion as to why his son had been acting so furtively all evening and went to check.

I often wonder what would have happened, how long it would take to find them if we hadn't had such good neighbours, would he have given them water or anything to eat.

Poor animal. It must be so bewildered

Good afternoon to all my Granspals. I am still thinking about the poor abandonded dog. Not in in a silly soppy manner, but in a terms of why did the owner choose to leave it in such a cruel way. My much younger sister is forever campaigning on behalf of animal rights and wrongs. I admire her fortitude. I wish to goodness that I could be more like her. I'm afraid that I am far too soft and therefore not at all helpful to the cause.

When I was about seven or eight, my pals and I realised that the dog belonging to a neighbour of my Nana had been locked in a shed (the neighbours had gone on holiday. It howled and scratched at the door and was obviously in great distress. My pals and I decided that we should phone the RSPCA. Eventually a man attended the scene and the door was broken down. The dog had to be "put down". When my Nana's neighbours returned, they were livid and told my Nana that if they ever discovered the person who had "shopped them" there would be big trouble.

It is a lovely day. The sun is shining and I have a huge display of daffodils in the hearth. The high winds and rain of yesterday had broken the stems.

I've just seen this particular dog on the local news and I must say the poor thing is in a dreadful state.
Personally, I think it would be a kindness to put him down. He can't walk as his back legs barely move and must be so painful. He looks very old and can't see, and I cannot think that he has any quality of life.

Of course, I may be wrong, but my old lab had to be put down when his back legs went.

That is horrific treatment of that poor elderly dog. I swear that 95% of people with pets should not have them.

Tara does not know she is living, or should I say that she has possibly forgotten her two previous awful homes. Now she is almost asleep on the top of an armchair, facing me and close to a warm radiator-bliss.

Crafting that moth will not think twice about dining in your wardrobe when supper time comes and taking a hole or two out of something that you love to wear.

Oh Soop I'm with you. I can't stand cruelty to animals especially dogs. They give such love and to be treated so unkindly is just so wrong.

I don't like anything being hurt but my DH thought I had gone a bit too far when a moth fell in a bowl of washing up water and I scooped it out with a sieve and left it to dry on a piece of kitchen roll. It had disappeared by the following morning - I assume fully recovered and very clean from it's impromptu wash (or DH put it in the bin out of my sight!)

Clever man MacS, I so admire those who can visualise and express their thoughts and ideas and then translate them into reality. it's something I totally lack, no creativity whatsoever

That poor, poor dog, I end up in tears where any cruelty or abuse is involved; I'd want to start adopting every waif and stray I hear about.

Crafting I'm not the only norty one! at 5pm whatever next?

Charleygirl If I had a drive, I would have let the builder on it FOC!

xxx

Not the Eden Project. MacS was a one-man-band. He was given ancient buildings such as churches to conserve and restore. His prize winning project was restoring a very old property in Lostwithiel and at the same time converting it into an all-purpose library/gallery/meeting place. I believe the second award (he won two) was about 1995.

jane yes...MacS would most certainly have enjoyed the type of project that your ex envisaged. He had some terrific ideas (on paper) but rules and regulations almost always won the day.

Charleygirl The casserole sounds perfect. Well done.

I've once again seen a very sad story regarding an unwanted elderly dog being left tied to some railings. I am in tears. Why couldn't the owner have taken the animal to a vet or the PDSA...anything but abandoning it without the slightest twinge of pity. What makes this latest incident so much worse is that the dog was elderly, had infected eyes, was under nourished and arthritic. I feel like screaming with frustration.

Crafting, I'm a great believer in self-diagnosis and I hope your recommended treatment hits the spot!

Lona you are norty. Dishy builders indeed I suppose you have to have some perks for moving your car and putting up with all the noise.

I have made a fruit cake so you can have some of that with your tea if you like but as it's just gone 5 I'm going to have . Yes I know it's a bit early but it's purely medicinal - not sure what's wrong with me yet but I'm sure it is something that a glass of is the recommended treatment for

Lona should be making money and renting the space on your drive!

Can I put the kettle on please? I need some peace and tranquility!
There are builders in the house next door taking all the plaster off the walls, so plenty of banging, and the neighbours on the other side are upstairs banging and crashing and knocking on the wall!

The builders rang my bell at 8am to ask if I could move my car so they could have their skip dropped outside my sitting room window!
I got grumpy and said 'No' amongst other things!

My neighbour, has buggered off gone on holiday!
I did relent and move my car because the builder is really quite dishy

Tea and cake is called for

I love the Eden Project architecture, it's inspirational and looks so fitting in the landscape. We've been there 8 times so far , it reminds me of the hexagons in a beehive.

Soop was it the Eden project he did?