Today started out so well and then deteriorated badly when we ended up making an emergency dash to the Vets with Charlie - but more of that later...
Our project for this morning was to get rid of the current voiles that are in the conservatory and to replace them with some new ones which I bought from my lovely friend the Medium Yve Brooks. She made me smile when she said she had a premonition that I might by them when she put them up for sale! Our existing voiles have seen better days particularly as the cats have, over the years, used them in all sorts of games and I didn't think they really went with the curtains.
The new voiles match the existing curtains perfectly and are a much better size so that one covers the windows by the kitchen and two cover the other side - previously I had five which I had joined. They shed a nice soft light and although John wasn't keen at first do make a big difference so he has been converted.
The weather has reverted back to glorious sunshine and so it was toasty warm in the conservatory and Boris was taking full advantage. At this point all the cats were in and around the house and all was good in the world.
We decided to take a late lunch at the Winery and replenish our stocks of Agios Onoufrious in readiness for Christmas - we also wanted to go to the Farmyard and pay for our New Year's Day lunch which at 25 euros a head is a bargain as far as I am concerned as it means that is one day I won't need to cook!!
When we got to the Farmyard it was surprisingly shut which is unusual on a Saturday so we decided to see whether Rachel or Valentina were at the Kathikas Square Bar which they were - in fact it looked like the whole of the Farmyard staff including Savvas, his mum and the chefs were there. The reason was twofold, one there was to be a big 'do' featuring Davey Woodford at the Farmyeard this evening so they had closed for lunch to make sure everything was ready and two Savvas is refurbing the Square bar by defining the various areas so that there is a separate area for watching sport and a separate area which is for the gin/prosecco drinkers where they can chill out without children and the remaining areas are for drinking/snacks. Savvas was busy putting together the new furniture - this is going to look really nice so will just have to take Janet and Jackie back there when they return.
We made our way across to the winery which was buzzing with all sorts of groups sampling the wine and having a light lunch - we would have sat outside, it was certainly nice enough but there were loads of people out on the terrace celebrating or noisy at least so we sat on the sofas and enjoyed a very pleasant hour or so with a pitta and a little slurpet of wine - my treat today so John only got to have a smidge because he was driving and good job too because shortly after our return home we had this dash to the vets.
We got home and settled down for a nice evening in with a glass or two of wine and took some meat out of the freezer so that I could make a pasta dish for our supper.
I had noticed that Charlie was conspicuous by his absence but he had been there to be fed at around 4.30pm and then taken himself off so I wasn't unduly worried.
At around 7.00pm he crept back in through the catflap without a murmur and with his ears down so we knew something was wrong and then we saw his face. He had clearly been in an accident although at this stage we didn't know what and the blood was pouring out of his mouth and nose and ear and his eye was swollen and closed. He was very distressed. We went into panic mode, we couldn't build the bloody cat basket nor could I find the phone number for the vets but eventually we got him in the basket and I phoned the vet and we raced off down to meet Dr Inna at her surgery.
Charlie's accident includes some injury to the brain hence the bleeding out of his ear. There didn't seem to be any other area of impact other than his face but his eye is a concern because the trauma means that the pupil isn't reacting to light - at this stage we don't know whether this is permanent. She needed to get him stabilised so he didn't go into shock and to monitor in case of fitting. She put him on a drip, pumped him full of a cocktail of drugs and settled him in a cage for the night. At this point I was completely overcome by emotion - I know he is 'only a cat' but he is our cat and we love him to pieces. She told us to go home and that she would text us much later to report on his progress. What does much later mean? We left him at around 8.00pm and I sat up till midnight and then went to bed clutching my phone imagining all sorts of scenarios. She text at 1.30am - I was wide awake and relieved to hear that Charlie was at least stable and that she would phone in the morning. The relief brought a little sleep but it wasn't restful.
Our project for this morning was to get rid of the current voiles that are in the conservatory and to replace them with some new ones which I bought from my lovely friend the Medium Yve Brooks. She made me smile when she said she had a premonition that I might by them when she put them up for sale! Our existing voiles have seen better days particularly as the cats have, over the years, used them in all sorts of games and I didn't think they really went with the curtains.
The new voiles match the existing curtains perfectly and are a much better size so that one covers the windows by the kitchen and two cover the other side - previously I had five which I had joined. They shed a nice soft light and although John wasn't keen at first do make a big difference so he has been converted.
The weather has reverted back to glorious sunshine and so it was toasty warm in the conservatory and Boris was taking full advantage. At this point all the cats were in and around the house and all was good in the world.We decided to take a late lunch at the Winery and replenish our stocks of Agios Onoufrious in readiness for Christmas - we also wanted to go to the Farmyard and pay for our New Year's Day lunch which at 25 euros a head is a bargain as far as I am concerned as it means that is one day I won't need to cook!!
When we got to the Farmyard it was surprisingly shut which is unusual on a Saturday so we decided to see whether Rachel or Valentina were at the Kathikas Square Bar which they were - in fact it looked like the whole of the Farmyard staff including Savvas, his mum and the chefs were there. The reason was twofold, one there was to be a big 'do' featuring Davey Woodford at the Farmyeard this evening so they had closed for lunch to make sure everything was ready and two Savvas is refurbing the Square bar by defining the various areas so that there is a separate area for watching sport and a separate area which is for the gin/prosecco drinkers where they can chill out without children and the remaining areas are for drinking/snacks. Savvas was busy putting together the new furniture - this is going to look really nice so will just have to take Janet and Jackie back there when they return.
We made our way across to the winery which was buzzing with all sorts of groups sampling the wine and having a light lunch - we would have sat outside, it was certainly nice enough but there were loads of people out on the terrace celebrating or noisy at least so we sat on the sofas and enjoyed a very pleasant hour or so with a pitta and a little slurpet of wine - my treat today so John only got to have a smidge because he was driving and good job too because shortly after our return home we had this dash to the vets.
We got home and settled down for a nice evening in with a glass or two of wine and took some meat out of the freezer so that I could make a pasta dish for our supper.I had noticed that Charlie was conspicuous by his absence but he had been there to be fed at around 4.30pm and then taken himself off so I wasn't unduly worried.
At around 7.00pm he crept back in through the catflap without a murmur and with his ears down so we knew something was wrong and then we saw his face. He had clearly been in an accident although at this stage we didn't know what and the blood was pouring out of his mouth and nose and ear and his eye was swollen and closed. He was very distressed. We went into panic mode, we couldn't build the bloody cat basket nor could I find the phone number for the vets but eventually we got him in the basket and I phoned the vet and we raced off down to meet Dr Inna at her surgery.
Charlie's accident includes some injury to the brain hence the bleeding out of his ear. There didn't seem to be any other area of impact other than his face but his eye is a concern because the trauma means that the pupil isn't reacting to light - at this stage we don't know whether this is permanent. She needed to get him stabilised so he didn't go into shock and to monitor in case of fitting. She put him on a drip, pumped him full of a cocktail of drugs and settled him in a cage for the night. At this point I was completely overcome by emotion - I know he is 'only a cat' but he is our cat and we love him to pieces. She told us to go home and that she would text us much later to report on his progress. What does much later mean? We left him at around 8.00pm and I sat up till midnight and then went to bed clutching my phone imagining all sorts of scenarios. She text at 1.30am - I was wide awake and relieved to hear that Charlie was at least stable and that she would phone in the morning. The relief brought a little sleep but it wasn't restful.
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