That’s what I wanted!
See, this is what the whole exercise was about: cat buddies. They’ve been playfighting and rough-housing, but this is the first time I’ve caught them having a snooze together.
Something about not usually being allowed to sleep on the bed that will do that.
‘Twas a glorious sunny day in the garden today, but another near freezing one tonight – a pattern that will be repeated for some time.
Off for a bath!
March 25, 2020 — 7:36 pm
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Last trip for a while…
We were non-compliant today! We left the house!
We’ve had Wellington’s last shots scheduled for weeks. This morning, we called the vet and they counselled us to come in as planned as this was their last day for who knows how long. They’re shutting it down. We didn’t get to go in, though. You wait in your car, someone comes out and takes the cat carrier, vanishes inside and returns a little while later with your cat.
Nice young lady vet came out and said, “I know this one! I did his castration!”
How nice.
Afterwards, we swung by the gas station and got some bread and toilet paper, as you do.
And that’s it. Now we’re locked down tight.
*sighs* *looks around the room* *sighs again*
March 24, 2020 — 8:34 pm
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Semi kinda sorta lockdown
Behold, the spectral image of the prime minister, giving us a bollicking just now.
To be fair, people have been awful about self-isolating, particularly in the cities. But I’m not sure he made the rules any clearer. You’re allowed to go out for one ‘exercise activity’ a day — a run or walk or summat. You can go to the park, but police have the power to break up groups. You can go for a medical need or to take care of a vulnerable person. And to work. And you can go to the store for food.
We’ve been good so far and lucky to get a couple of food delivery slots. We haven’t so much as looked at a can of beans yet. But…tomorrow, Wellington has his second set of shots. Is a vet visit a medical need?
Our upstairs shower is broken. Can we call the plumber? Should we?
This plague business is awfully confusing.
March 23, 2020 — 8:48 pm
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Welp, that’s me done
Laid off and locked down. Whuff!
Earlier today, I was talking to coffee houses and shops in town who were determined to stay open as long as they could. That turned out to be another four or five hours. Boris’ briefing this afternoon pulled the plug on us all.
An awful lot of businesses won’t survive this. And the government will go deeply into debt trying to stop it. And for the foreseeable, no parties, church fetes, village celebrations. A lot of things will go and never come back. This is not a temporary change, even if they lift the lockdown in a few weeks.
They won’t. The official sources say ‘social isolation’ for at least a year.
Ah, well. I’ll keep posting, I suppose, but I won’t have anything to say. The occasional chicken picture, perhaps. We have provisioned so well ahead of time, I’m not sure when we’ll next leave the house.
You may do as you like in the comments. I know there are many more congenial places online to gather for a chat, but I would be honored if you jabbered away on my blog – about the virus or anything you please. I’m’a get very bored.
Have a good weekend! Some day we will say, where were you in the time of the plague? And you can say, shitposting on sweasel.com!
March 20, 2020 — 9:32 pm
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