A little warning to all us pet owners out there. I once owned a cat that nearly cost me my life! Retiring to bed late one evening, just as I was climbing my stairs, I was curious about a 'CRACK' sound that startled me somewhat. So what did I do? Decided to investigate of course. I walked into my lounge only to see my sofa begin to burn. There, on the sofa was my cat... also startled. What had happened? Guess what... my very playful cat had found a box of matches that I had carelessly left on the arm of the sofa. He decided it was a good thing to play with! Of course, the matches spilt out and he bit one - igniting it with his teeth... that was the 'crack' sound. What are the odds on a cat igniting a match with his teeth? Must be quite rare I am sure. Fortunately I was there, in ear-shot, close enough to respond. What would have happened if I had left for bed an hour earlier? God only knows. The moral here is obvious - don't leave live matches where our pets might get a hold of them. Even a TV remote control can be a hazard... our pets chewing them or us leaving the remote tucked behind a sofa cushion can cause a short and possibly a fire! So be aware. Whilst our pets can pose a danger to our health, they can also save our lives... but that's another story for later!
How does Robin let me know when he is ready to go walkies in the mornings? Answer: he sits on my desk just to remind me and blocks my view of the PC whilst I try to use it! Even before I, a mere mortal am dressed and still drinking my morning coffee! He just sits there - looking me in the eyes and cries, like they do when they need to attract our attention. He generally wins every time. Lucy on the other hand sits patiently by the front door without a sound... sometimes I really get to Robin when I casually decide to take Lucy out first... he hates that!
Robin is pictured here (which is nothing unusual), however, this composite tells a story that stretches 50 years. You see, the ball inset is one of Robin's new toys (his most-liked design) ... within moments he almost totally destroys them (as shown above)... BUT the ball in his mouth is one that my wife had, and was given when she was a baby. I found it recently in a box, packed away with old things in our spare room. Nothing unusual about that you may say, however, this little pinkish-red ball has laid untouched for 50 years. That was until 'the BOY' found it! he only mark it had on it was a Small 'bite' created by Cristina's baby teeth! One small mark, she told me, from her 'bay tooth'. Otherwise it was as she left it. But Robin took a liking to it and now, it is his favourite. I wonder why. The good news is that Robin, no matter how hard he tries CANNOT destroy it. It is made of rubber and is hollow. But it is still intact and he cannot make any bite into it. They sure knew how to make balls 50 years ago - 'ROBIN-PROOF' but not Cristina-proof! Her teeth are as sharp today as they were then. I wish I was so well preserved!