So sleepy...

During the last few days my night rest has been fairly disturbed, and for once I won´t point hubby´s snoring out but the fact that we have a new cat around, which blessedly does not belong to me, but if it were so I´d be very tempted to bring it to the next shelter. It´s a young male, and its need for finding a female companion for procreation has to be overwhelming. All the female cats in our vicinity are in constant hiding, some of them in the box hubby made for Tuxedo, which forces the old tomcat to spend the nights on our garden table, surrounded by Hokkaido pumpkins. Not that cats are in fear of pumpkins, we all do know, thanks to Youtube, that cats are a lot more afraid of cucumbers! So that lonesome new tomcat in town tries to lure Bernadette and Hermine out of their hiding place by singing the most awful cat ballads- directly beneath our bedroom window. Hubby has already spent a sack of potatoes on that idiot cat, but hitting the mark is quite difficult when it´s dark outside. And please do not worry about the cat, it´s been Kipfler potatoes he used as missiles, tiny but quite pricy for potatoes. First thing hubby had to carry out the following morning was the retrieval of the potatoes or say goodbye to his beloved potatoe salad, and the cat, of course, did not mind the shooting attempts but continued its caterwauling from 1 to 3 am, like every other day. So when two nights ago everything stayed quiet I was ecstatic, thanked God and nature and the car that must have hit the young perturbator, because surely this one would not cease his advances from one day to the next by his own choice- up to the moment my mobile began to ring. Now a call at such time usually is not a good sign. It was my daughter. Oh dear, what had happened now? Miss Chatterbrain does neither drink nor drive but stays in her room mostly, so what can befall someone who is in bed at that time? "Mum, mum, me and my flatmate almost fell out of the bed!" Say what? "What were the two of you doing?" "Nothing! But the bang was so loud..." So a bang had been there, too! A car crash ? A shooting? It turned out that daughter had experienced her first earthquake, a rather light one, but since all earthquakes here are light ones and located either at the East or the West of our country, and we live in the middle, she has been lucky enough to never have had a true earth-shattering experience before. It was mostly shaking beds and rattling objects on her working desk and a loud bang, and that´s it, but for one who has never felt that the ground we walk on is not as stable as it seems it´s reason enough to call mummy in the middle of the night, even if mummy might have a heart attack at getting a phone call at such an ungodly time. Maybe daughter is a psychic and knew that new tomcat number one had dropped out and no harm had been done to my ears this one night, so she stepped into the breach. The night that followed young tomcat was back again. Maybe its owners had tried to confine it to their house, because another poor terrace owner had complained about their cat´s singing skills, but gave up after the little rascal had demolished their interior. Btw, my neighbour found out the cat´s name, it´s Luciano. Well, the cat certainly sings as loud as an opera singer, but the voice, the voice...



It´s so funny. Halloween has made it into our country once again, and many people still do not like it! That just can´t be true! Isn´t it such a nice event, adding some spice to boring autumn season, just before the Christmas market season begins? I´m not so sure if children will swarm the streets to get their sweets, because many people here act rather unfriendly towards little witches and ghosts, and it´s a fact that in our zoo the carved pumkins are kept behind fences, to keep off hooligans.