The weather continues to be reasonable and it's lovely that the days are getting noticeably longer. James and I have been going for walks around the neighbourhood after work which are pleasant as well as being a good opportunity for a chat. However I have had a strange, numb feeling in my tummy for the last couple of days. I started taking something called Peptac liquid as well as my usual omeprazole a few days ago and I feel really bloated and uncomfortable. However, to look on the bright side, I am definitely coughing less!
The garden has been abounding with wildlife; birds of many varieties and our family of squirrels. James doesn't like grey squirrels (originally imported from America) because they drive our smaller native species of red squirrels away by eating up all the food in an area and they carry the squirrel pox virus which kills red but not grey squirrels. I like red squirrels too; they are very cute. However I can't help loving Mr Grey and his family because they are really gorgeous and it's not their fault that they are grey! They are not completely grey anyway; they have small or large patches of brown on their backs. Jack watches them through the window as they besport themselves on the bird table and run up and down the trees, but he doesn't even try to catch them - maybe he did when he was younger. Alasdair has chased them (even climbing up the trees after them) without success. I have offered Ally a reward if he catches me a squirrel so that I can play with it. I have specified that it should be alive - with Ally it pays to be clear about these things. So he has set up a trap outside the French windows consisting of birdseed under a bucket propped up by a stick. The stick has a string tied round it which leads in through the window to where Alasdair is lying in wait. However Jack keeps spoiling Ally's plans by going outside and sitting beside the bucket! So far I still don't have my pet squirrel but when I do I will call him Twinkleberry.
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