VIENNA: "Such a bright spark, not one to hide his light under a bushel," PLInkletter went on, "he had many light bulb moments, a rare element indeed."

Be all that as it may, meanwhile:

'In other news…'

01^st September 2010

Wednesday: Yes, another day night day blur. The catnapping after dinner last night, literally, with Cadbury on my lap while I tried to watch Aunty's lineup, gave me some tiny recharge, but it sufficed to keep me going till almost midday the next day.

Chocci Chocson called in about half eight a.m. to pick up a hummingbird cake from Janny for a colleague's birthday at her work, and we chatted for a considerable time together. Poor Chocci looked mighty tired. She was not surprised to learn that I hadn't slept yet, that I was walking the suburb about half three to four last night, that I saw a flurry of cars leaving the mosque at that early hour during this Ramadan.

I slept from midday till half six, and during the evening, when Cadbury was on my lap while I was watching Aunty's great Wednesday evening lineup, she began making agitated meows, which Janny immediately recognised as a warning that she needed to go outside to poo or wee. I hopped up and put her out the front door…

And then she distressed me as I saw her cough, and vomit up a large lump of moist cat biscuits, poor thing. I worried about her all night, but have come to the conclusion that it was probably a matter of not drinking enough, although she has water and milk available every time she eats, and outdoors at all times. And so my theory goes that this time the biscuits began to irritate her by not being moist enough, or far enough down her alimentary tract, or some such.

Anyway, the fact that much later, about half four, when I was searching for her by torchlight in the backyard, on my return from my walk, that she was nowhere to be seen for ten minutes, this had me dreading that she had died from poisoning or whatever. But the dear little angelic feline turned up quietly, and I took her inside with joy.

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