Walk Gandalf. Dad comes with me. Here he is:

Then meet my friend at the Zoo. First we see Asim:

Then we see a Striated Caracara:

The Komodo dragon ๐Ÿ‰ and the Galapagos tortoises ๐Ÿข:

The pelicans:

The lions ๐Ÿฆ:

We have lunch and then go over to the other side of the Zoo where we see the African Hunting Dogs:

The okapis, zebra and hippos:

Parentals drive me back to the flat and I have my sleep.

Wake up at five o’clock and it is really dark. Watch Misery which I haven’t seen for about twenty five years. It’s brilliant.

Today I do Pilates and now Suzy is coming to see me.

Happy Saturday everyone!

*1987. By Stephen King. Psychological horror thriller.

The Owl Always Hunts At Night*

Wake up early because I have training at 8.45am. Work hard and trainer is pleased with me.

It’s a horrible, grey, rainy day. Speak to brother in abroad.

Cry about my missing Fluffball. Have lunch, meditate and sleep.

Wake up and have melon ๐Ÿˆ and coffee. It is very dark at 5.19pm.

Am back in bed with Stonham my owl ๐Ÿฆ‰ here he is:

My Astrology Course starts for real at seven o’clock. Am looking forward to it taking my mind off my missing Fluffball.

Tomorrow am going to the Zoo. Hope it doesn’t rain too much.

Happy Thursday everyone!

*2015. By Samuel Bjork. Crime fiction novel.

Under The Wig*

Look at all my wigs sitting on the top of my bookshelf ๐Ÿ“š.

Have a lovely long sleep and wake up at nine thirty this morning. Do Barre and work hard. One of Mum’s friends comes round and we sit in the garden. It is cold. Mum is thinking about purchasing a patio heater.

Cry a lot about my missing Fluffball. Send a message to my psychiatrist to call me.

Have lunch, meditate and sleep.

Wake up and have a bath ๐Ÿ›€.

It’s not five o’clock yet and it’s already dark. I miss my Fluffy.

*2018. By William Clegg. Barrister’s memoir.

The Second Seal*

Work hard at Pilates this morning. Then go to optician to try out my new lenses, which are fine.

I’m writing this on my beautiful new phone which has a bigger screen and is lovely.

I didn’t finish watching a Silent Witness last night so am going to finish that now. Have been sleeping all afternoon.

There is a photo of Fluffball which I had never seen but is one of the Missing notices for him.

It is worse as it gets dark, worrying where he is and if he is safe somewhere. We tell ourselves that he has found a new family and that they love him.

Happy Tuesday everyone!

*1950. By Dennis Wheatley. A Duke de Richleau story.

Summer Of Salvia*

Work hard at Barre which is at ten o’clock this morning.

Then it is chemo. I have to have my blood tests and then wait around to get the results. Then I just have one of the chemo drugs but it still takes till 2.30pm.

Come home and sleep till five o’clock. Wake up and have my mango with some cereal and yoghurt.

Here is Hot Lips who still looks beautiful:

And Amistad:

Now hopefully we can watch a Silent Witness if we start before supper.

Happy Monday everyone!

*2017. By Jason Cole. Exploring nature’s most powerful hallucinogen and the summer of existence.


Friday afternoon after my audiobook session, Dad drops me back at the flat.

Go on local radio ๐Ÿ“ป, talking about my missing Fluffball.

Meditate and sleep and then watch Midsommar which is good.

On Saturday I wake up and then do Barre – I’ve brought my weights and bands and little ball back to the flat. Then my friend visits at lunchtime and we sit in the garden.

After my sleep, my Pilates teacher and my Pilates chum and her Weimaraner visit. Here they are:

We go for a walk in Child’s Hill Park, the small park opposite the flat. It is good to see them and they stay until about six thirty in the garden. They bring me a present: a beautiful dusky pink fluffy dressing gown from Marks and Spencer.

Then watch the new Rebecca which is not very good.

This morning I tidy up a bit and wait for Dad to pick me up. Have lunch with the parentals and a walk around the garden with Mum. The pinks are out:

We are going to watch a Silent Witness tonight which means we will be starting it before supper which will be vegetable curry.

It is a nice day now: the sky is blue.

Mum has decided that if Fluffball doesn’t return we can get a new cat from Ragdoll Rescue in January.

Happy Sunday everyone!

*2019. Feature film starring Florence Pugh, Jack Reynor, Vilhelm Blomgren and William Jackson. Directed and written by Ari Aster.

Mastiffs, Mystery and Murder*

Walk Gandalf with Mum in the woods. It is so good to see him and cuddle him.

Record my audiobook. It’s all finished now: today was my last session.

I am sad as I really enjoyed reading the book out loud. Feel good because the book is excellent.

Go on BBC Three Counties Radio ๐Ÿ“ป to talk about my missing Fluffball. Afterwards a listener called them to say his cat has just had kittens and there’s an orange one I could have. I declined as we are still hoping that Fluffball will turn up. If he doesn’t, we will hopefully get a Ragdoll from Ragdoll Rescue in the spring.

Dad drives me back to the flat. Meditate and sleep.

Am sad to find out that my brother’s friend with breast cancer now has it in her lungs too. Exchange some messages with her on Instagram. Life is cruel.

Am going to read my Rebus book ๐Ÿ“– and have a warm evening in my flat and an early night.

Happy Saturday everyone!

*2017. By Sandra Baublitz. A Dog Detective Series novel, Book 1.

A Song For The Dark Times*

Have a good long sleep and don’t wake up till 9.30am.

Personal Training at ten o’clock and I work hard and trainer is pleased with me.

Speak to brother in Abroad.

Have lunch, meditate and sleep.

Look what has arrived from one of my lovely friends:

I haven’t looked at any of my decks since Fluffball went missing but am excited to get to know this one.

The new Rebus book arrives and am in bed reading it. First book I’ve managed to read for a few weeks:

Had better return to Rebus as Mum is out now and on her return we are going to start watching a Silent Witness: there isn’t time to watch a whole one after supper.

I don’t seem to have become ill from the chemo so that’s good. Have been taking my paracetamol.

Speak to the Pet Detective ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ to see if he can help us find Fluffball. He asks me to email him, so I do. He has sniffer dogs I think. Feel better now that I’ve spoken to him anyway.

Happy Thursday everyone!

*2020. By Ian Rankin. A Detective Inspector Rebus novel.

North By Northwest*

Day four since the fluffy monster went missing and still no sign of him. Think he must have been stolen. It is so terrible – the not-knowing. Although on the plus side: at least no-one has found his body.

Mum is going out again to look for him. I can’t go as have very bad nausea from the chemotherapy.

Start watching North By Northwest yesterday and we will finish it today.

Have another long sleep from ten o’clock last night till 9.30am.

Do Barre over Zoom and work hard. Then talk to my psychiatrist who cheers me up. He says that most cats are stolen to order so the thieves make sure they have a pedigree one.

Another line of thinking is that he got trapped in a van and driven off somewhere and someone is looking after him. If this is true, sooner or later that person will take him to the vet, who will find his microchip and we will get him back. It is important not to lose hope.

Mum speaks to someone at Ragdoll Rescue who says that Ragdolls aren’t stupid and can look after themselves.

Have lunch, meditate and sleep: not for very long though. My daytime sleeps are quite short at the moment which is probably related to how much I’m sleeping at night.

Oh I miss my precious angel fluffball so much. This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me, and there’s been some stiff competition.

The beautiful dahlias in the above photo are from the allotments. One of Mum’s friends has an allotment and this person gave her the dahlias and she passed them on to us.

Happy Wednesday everyone!

*1959. Feature film directed by Alfred Hitchcock and starring Cary Grant, Eva Marie Saint, James Mason and Jessie Royce Landis. Written by Ernest Lehman.

Abigailโ€™s Party*

Still no fluffy monster. Our hearts are broken. This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me and there’s some quite stiff competition but nothing compares with the pain of our Fluffball being missing. Our hearts are broken ๐Ÿ˜ญ ๐Ÿ’”.

Wake up after a good long sleep at nine o’clock. Then do Barre.

Have new chemo today. It takes quite a long time as there are two different drugs: the gemcitabine and the carboplatin. I wear my new burgundy wig:

Mum has been out everywhere looking for Fluffball. We think he must have been stolen ๐Ÿ˜ญ ๐Ÿ’”. He wouldn’t choose to leave us like this.

The nurses sent me home with an injection to do tomorrow. I have started taking paracetamol to ward off temperature ๐Ÿค’.

We finish watching Abigail’s Party in an attempt to take our minds off our missing precious angel.

Have a sleep this afternoon after chemo. Am just so desperately sad and worried and so are my parents. Please let him turn up alive and well very soon.

Happy Monday everyone!

*1977. By Mike Leigh. Stars Alison Steadman, Tim Stern, John Salthouse and Janine Duvitski.