Spider in the bath

Let's call him Steve. Or it could be a her. No, too thin for a her spider. Anyhow, Steve's clinging on just past the curved rim of the bath, centimetres above the bubbles when the bath is full. He obviously likes it, because I rescued him a couple of days ago, Alison moved him, and he keeps coming back, and then finds him self just at the point where he can't climb up and it would be suicide to go down.
But Steve has a plan. Spiders' feet are oily to stop them sticking to their own webs. So Steve is systematically cleaning each foot in turn (well, opposites: front left, then back right, then back-front left, then front-back right) and then has another go at climbing.

It didn't work, so I got Steve onto my thumb and I've blown him over to the sink. No idea what he's eating at the moemtn but there's probably more of it near the sink anyway.
We'll see if he turns up again - I'll bring my camera (in the bath? what sort of an activity is that?)

the Great Garden Birdwatch

food food food food food food food food
It's cold out (I'm about to go out running) and small garden birds are having a hard time of it.
Our garden has ready food and (most importantly) a pond - the pond is frozen but the waterfall still runs so there's always water to drink and bathe in, even if it is freezing.
It's funny to see the little balls of feathers hopping here and there, flying down to the feeders, squabbling and feeding. But only yesterday we lost a blackbird to the neighbourhood sparrowhawk - video to follow when i can work out how to publish it.

Dixie's day

life doesn't get better than this sat between my humans observing the interesting things they do with pen and paper leaving mucky marks on the paper

ive been free of that lampshade they put me in to stop me pulling at my stitches (after i was neutered) for 6 days now and no sign of the lampshade coming back

what have i done today

explored it's amazing how many new things i can find when ive only been in the house 2 months

the old cat (smudge) is coming round she used to lie solidly pretending she couldnt move and spit and claw every time she saw me

sometimes i can get her to play tho shes still a grump i suppose at 16 (human years) she tries to tell the world shes past it im 6 months and i havent begun

oh oh picking up imminent better scram