This week Mr Pigalina has been working late, then getting home and working some more. Therefore all I have done this week is work, get home do chores and watch “I’m a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here!” from 2011. I know, I know, I shouldn’t make you all jealous of my exciting life but I can’t help it if it’s true.
This is why Pigalina has had very sparse updates. Apologies to Leighton my biggest fan. 😏
Here is the only photo from Thursday – two creatures enjoying the fire during a storm. I’m glad they enjoyed themselves because very little heat made it past them.
Tomorrow I am supposed to hand in my last workbook, thus gaining a certificate in He Papa Tikanga (Maori culture). William has other ideas.
William’s free sample of biscuits that became known in our house as “cat crack” ran out today. The coupon that came with it was for $5 OFF a packet. Considering his usual biscuits cost little more than that he will have a long wait until he gets any more.
As you can see from the title, I will be dining out on the tale of how Prince William waved at
my family me today when the Royal convoy drove past us for a long time to come. Mr Pigalina and I took our niblings to the Regal Rugby Fun Day and we waved at the cars on the way. Once at the stadium, our nephew rocked the crown hat the whole time and waved his flags with gusto. William and Kate acted as honorary coaches to two super-cute teams of tiny rugby players and then presented them with medals. We hoped that they would come over to the stands, where we were in the front row, for handshakes, flowers and selfies but they were whisked away to Queenstown.
Either way, I now have some photos to add to my collection of books ‘n’ cups and some memories for when I am old.
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a Pigalina in possession of a good collection of Royal Family memorabilia, must be in want of tickets to Dunedin’s Regal Rugby Fun Day!
This morning Kathy (workmate and Pigalina reader) and I stood in line to get our free tickets for the fun day in a couple of weeks. We were not as eager as the lady that started queuing at 5am!
I am not a rugby fan but I am a William and Kate fan – better charge up my camera with the best zoom. Disappointing that Baby-Prince George won’t be there; I had hoped to pinch the fat royal cheek.
William atop his tower of dirty wet towels. Who will save him? Does he want to be saved?
This is the only photo I have for you today, William in the cupboard atop the pet food like a feline Smaug.
We got home from the supermarket after work, put the stuff away, I brushed the cat and attempted to get the dog to bring a ball back when I threw it and suddenly it was 8pm.
Fast evenings. Do not like.
William went to the vet today for teeth cleaning. As he had an anesthetic he is supposed to stay indoors for at least 24 hours due to hypothermia risk. He had to stay inside overnight too which he wasn’t too pleased about, despite the rare treat of sleeping on our bed.
When I got him home, I set up a litter tray and popped him on his favorite chair for a nap. He didn’t want to do that. I tried him on a cushion. Nope. He tap tap tapped on the cat flap, desperate to get outside. I moved him away. Half an hour later he was at it again. Each time I went to move him away I found him sitting with his paw pressed against it, like a prisoner at visiting time.
I have given up and he is outside in the sun having the time of his life. If the vet reads this I am in big trouble…
Another day, another $75 blood test for William – the cat who is a vet’s best friend. Kidney, liver and diabetes tests. Turns out he has just been thirsty lately…