Since being chipped, it’s like the kittens have been possessed, and they now have it in for our plants. I also think it’s payback for allowing someone to adopt their brother. If I could, I would have kept them together as a family because, unlike what humans tell themselves to justify only having one, they are not solitary animals at all. They like feline company, but they like their space too. I thought I would be more upset about the damaged plants, but it appears that I am very good at controlling my emotions and can almost detach myself from anything.
Okay, so I cried for the kittens being sad for a few hours about losing their mum, who is now back after less than 24 hours. It appears that she has too much sass for the old lady to handle. She tried to escape, pulling down her kitchen blind in the process. I suspect that the lady did not give her the space she needed while settling in and expected her to be like her previous cat. No two cats are the same; animals are not that different from humans. Since not watching TV, becoming close to all things nature, and observing everything like I have humans pretty much all of my life, I have come to the conclusion that we are connected way more to everything in nature than we believe we are. We have definitely been disconnected from our true purpose on earth.
I love people-watching; I find us fascinating, and I love reading comments on posts on social media. I have come to the conclusion that we are all dickheads in one way or another. I like humans, but I don’t too. We are a self-destructive race; we constantly mess up the planet, its inhabitants, and each other, which leads me to wonder if there is any intelligent life force on this planet. Lol, no offence.
Gardening-wise, we have some primroses flowering, which is bizarre as they are a spring flower. There is, however, a variety that can flower in the summer, but this one flowered in the spring, so it is unusual. I read that they don’t reflower well, that they do, but that the blooms are not as plentiful. I know that this is the case with hyacinths, as there are some in our local park, but I have seen primroses planted that come back bigger and better each year, so I don’t believe it to be the case with primroses. I used to be terribly wasteful, throwing plants like primroses away (I actually envisage a lot of plants growing at the tips). However, now I just plant them somewhere else, like all of the plants I no longer like or that seem to be struggling in a pot, and they often bounce straight back when planted in the ground.
I haven’t sown any seeds lately; I must get onto that again as I ordered some Mimosa pudica seeds (the sensitive plant) that close their leaves when you touch them. We successfully grew some last year and gave them away as no one wanted to seem to purchase them, which I found strange as they are such an ace plant. Anyway, I best get off as Ollie (my youngest son) and I are off out for our evening stroll. Since he has left school, I have been trying to get him out of the house daily or doing something other than being on the Xbox. Yesterday, we cleaned the car together. He always moans at me about doing anything, but then while doing it or after, he tells me how much he enjoyed it. I think I may have convinced him to start his own business, and I said I would work for him. I think he will be very successful at whatever he chooses to do, just like my older son. I just wish that they had as much belief in themselves as I do in them. Right, I am going now.
Much love and thanks for reading.