Christmas with Beeping

We went over to my mother's house for Christmas this year.  Rosie was much delighted by this decision, she likes being invited out to lunch, sitting on my mother's sofas for a change and snuggling the humans.  Mum's cat Pudding is less keen on a visiting sighthound, but he did make several brief solemn appearances, though I didn't manage to photograph him.

Below the cut: Pp in his Christmas jumper with the Christmas puddings on it, which has seen much wear this year:
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The festive season has been much enlivened by Gothmog kitten, who is now vastly confident, hilarious, and very very fast.  Our remaining problem with her is to prevent her from molesting poor Rosie for her own amusement.  They shared a bed yesterday, but poor Rosie is not keen on the rough kitten play of Awake & Riotous Gothmog who races up to the top of the big cat tree and flings herself joyously at a dog ten times her size...

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Poor Fankil is still in hiding!  But I bought Pp an infra-red motion-sensitive camera for Christmas, and so at least we can see him.  He seems to mostly get up when we go to bed!

Low Tide In December

Usually we try to go out on the river at high tide, because the upper Tamar is VERY muddy, and low tide involves way more mud than is pleasant. But you don't get a day like this every day in December.  So we drove down to Weir Quay, hoping that would be close enough to the sea to not be completely muddy.  This hope was... sort of fulfilled.  The slipway at Weir Quay is gravelled, and went nice and level all the way down to the water even at the low tide. This is a great improvement over the Calstock slipway, which is very steep and phenomenally difficult to stand on except at high tide.

There were a lot of mudbanks - but that was no bad thing, because we'd hoped to see avocets.   And we did!  but not close enough to photograph, unfortunately.  Still, it was very lovely and quiet, nobody else out on the water at all.


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