You know I've never noticed before, but last night about bed time, Smudge was come up to me, meowing then walking toward bedroom, then coming back when i won't move....I put her food down in the morning and she eats little and often....well so i thought....she actually goes to eat around the same times i do when i'm at home....
An rud is fhaich a dheanamh, 's fhaich e a deanamh ceart!
Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me, for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me either. Just pretty much leave me the **** alone.
It's great to get back to nature. But instead of taking off all you clothes and running down the high street, why not 'become' a fruit? To achieve this, put some weird floaty music on, lie down, relax and say to yourself, "I am an apple. I am an apple. I can feel the wind brush against me as I hang in the tree." In no time at all you'll find that the worries of the day will melt away, and your only concern will be whether you're about to be turned into a pie.