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This little slice of heaven managed to stowaway in someone’s car around the engine compartment, made A harrowing journey over several kilometres of freeway and was found in a carpark at Chadstone. The owner is not known at this time. It’s a Christmas miracle kitty now known as “Pudding”
The cat distribution system hard at work… Pudding is beautiful!
stowaway in someone’s car around the engine compartment, made A harrowing journey over several kilometres of freeway and was found in a carpark at Chadstone
The Magic Pudding!
Seriously that was so dangerous for kitty, glad they’re okay
Grey kitties are the sweetest. 💗
Perfect name.
Pudding! Hi!
Hello pudding! 👋
Standing next to a large pizza oven on a day like today I don’t recommend! It was so hot I felt like my brain was gonna pop! Then I stationed myself at the dish sink and washed trays for a few hours. Mmm hot soapy water… It was like an endurance test. Now sitting in front of split system at home going “aaaah!” blissfully.
Update on Pudding cat: kitty is 5 weeks old and has no microchip. Someone will door knock around the suspected area of origin.
If no joy, there are at least 4 trustworthy individuals who have put their name in a hat for adoption. Come Friday, someone will go home with a Christmas miracle pudding.
We have two furballls already so we aren’t in the running ( even though I really would take it in to form a feline fire team)
There’s a pathological story teller in my workplace. I was growing sick of it so I finally put them to shame today. They started bubbling and babbling and squirming so hard over being called out, and I don’t feel an ounce bad about it.
C’mon, you cant tease us like that. Full story please!
I would love to because it was truly hilarious, but it’s too work-specific. Just know they’re probably going to keep very quiet for a while, hopefully. Also, the porky was in an area I am known for, and just about everyone who witnessed it knows that.
beware , they may plot revenge and tell lies about you behind your back
Their bullshittery is well known. From the ensuing murmurs that went around after, no one ever takes them seriously.
and yet words still have power
Did them a favour, I reckon.
Lindau today, unfortunately the markets were closed so here’s a picture of the Christmas tree in from of the old town hall.
Stunning!
So pretty!
Shit’s fucked
Another night of screaming antics where I called the police twice, talked to them. This guy had been yelling some really vile things too. Then it started up again a third time after they left (around 3-4am maybe) and I was too tired to call again. Probably not nice but I’m praying VCAT hurries up and hopefully he gets forced into treatment.
Melbcat also has stress induced cystitis and I’m waiting for her painkillers to kick in.
I haven’t touched my ukulele in a while either. It’s like I just don’t have energy to spare to learn new things or be creative
Probably not nice but I’m praying VCAT hurries up and hopefully he gets forced into treatment. I dont *THINK *VCAT can force that. They’ll throw them out (eventually) but they’ll be given chance after chance after chance. They’ll end up on the street, and then maybe if they are lucky fall through the cracks into support, but more likely not.
I don’t know the specifics of the situation, but recommend you look at a plan B here cause waiting for mental health support services is a long wait for a train that dont come.
No, VCAT can’t force that. I’m hoping though that there’s a team involved that can place him somewhere he can be treated. The whole thing is unfortunate.
Unfortunately there’s very little I can do other than wait. And wait. And wait. And hope not to be physically or sexually assaulted in the meantime. (Not an unreasonable fear. He’s volatile and already had a go at me unprovoked while putting out my bins.) The system has failed these people.
I can try calling CATT or ACIS but you’re right when you say it’s a wait for a train that never comes.
Honestly, involuntary mental health care admittance is almost impossible, i have found this out personally, even if the person is at risk of hurting themselves or others.
Yep. In one way it’s a very good thing to prevent human rights abuse, but in situations like this where the person is a danger they need treatment.
So many hugs.
What do your other neighbours think about this? Is it possible you can get some kind of help from a neighbour, such as accompanying you when you take out your rubbish bins?
Unfortunately not, there’s a few NQR people here and the quiet ones like me also keep to themselves. I’ve found it best honestly, to avoid neighbourhood drama or unwanted advances. Apparently though there have already been complaints so other people have been reporting this
Get to know those quiet neighbours. You and they will be safer. At the moment you are all each of you alone trying to cope. Loud obnoxious people thrive when they see everyone is separate and afraid. Band together and the obnoxious people likely won’t even start.
Maybe you could drop a note in a neighbour’s letter box?
I’d really rather not buddy up anymore. I’m a more introverted person, have hit my tolerance for people and even some of the quiet ones aren’t trustworthy or I find myself caregiving extensively for others with energy I don’t have.
It sounds harsh but I’m exhausted and trying to protect myself from that.
hugs, I understand
Thanks. It’s shit eh. Hopefully one day I’ll find somewhere else where I can just keep to myself
First day under my new work contract.
I’ve stopped for lunch and so far am pleased with my day
Everyone takes a photo of these so tonight is my turn. Also it’s somehow even hotter outside now than it was this afternoon! I’m out for a stroll just dripping.
Another!
I hate that whenever I catch a glimpse of myself in a reflection I look furious for no reason. Resting furious face when I’m actually just plodding along quite contently is annoying.
Heading back to melbs today.
Looks like they’ve fixed the waurn ponds southern cross line. Big nasty collision with a fully laden semi=trailer at the level crossing in north shore yesterday (RIP truck driver) and derailed the front carriage of the train. yikes.
Kid #1 is graduating primary school. We managed something that neither of us had: same school/friends from prep all the way to finishing primary school. Even better: 2/3 of his closest friends are going to high school with him.
Eldest Minipeeler has high school orientation today! He is so excited for it and his graduation wipes away find happy/sad tear
Ok, that was a much bigger deal than I expected it to be. I thought it’d be like a school assembly “Hey these kids are leaving” and be done in an hour. Not so, we had awards and a little blurb on every child: Which High School they’re going to and their hoped for carreers.
An alarming number of these children dream of being YouTube stars.
So far so good with the job. It’s not perfect but nothing in corporate really is. Its only been a day, but nothing really awful standa out. Yet lol
scratching around for crumbs of dopamine
Doctor who from eccles to tennant.
Well partway, i’m up to impossible planet
I’ve never watched Dr Who and it seems like a lot to catch up on now. I’m working with a single borrowed brain cell rn
Eccleston’s 2005 series is a very nice intro, and since they didn’t know if the revival would work, it’s a complete line in and of itself without the later years overwrought bloat, very fun watch. Meat filled pumpkin to roll about your enclosure
the 9th doctor to the end of the 10th is only 5 seasons, 13 episodes a piece. And each season serves as a good “End point” if you only watch 1 season, or only go till end of season 2 or 3 its still a really satisfying ending.
I hate how work stresses me out leading to poor sleep/waking early, which leads to even more stress, leading to more poor sleep.
From today’s xkcd:
‘For someone who has ostensibly outgrown staying up late waiting for Santa, I do spend an awful lot of time refreshing websites to see if packages are here yet.’
