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The ordeal of the week was to take the cats to the vet as noted in the vote question. The trip was actually pretty straight forward. I fed the cats in the morning and then gave them a cuddle. After that I rattled the treat box and walked into William's bedroom. The cats obediently followed me. I dropped a couple of treats on the floor, then as fast as I could, grabbed little girl and put her in her carrier and then grabbed him and put him in his. They were in their respective carriers before they knew what was going one.

Poor little girl was nervous as anything. He was making a racket, but I think most of that was because he didn't like the vehicle motion. In the vets itself, they tried to distract the cats with food. I told them that he was the definition of curiosity killed the cat and they'd have no problem, but she was the definition of scaredy cat and would not be distracted by food. I was right - they put the food on the end of a spatula. It looked like peanut butter and was intended for them to lick off. She sniffed it and ignore it. She then climbed out of the carrier and the vet said she wasn't that shy, but then all she tried to do was get into his carrier to be with him. When she couldn't get in, she just laid on top. They did their thing and then put her back. They opened his carrier and the head popped out to get all the fusses. He just purred away happily. They then gave him the treat to try and they now need a new spatula. I'm just glad the vet had moved her fingers away from food.

So, the next day (Thursday), I fed the cats in the morning and he disappeared. I looked for him and yeah ... he'd put himself in the carrier ready for another adventure.



I don't think there's going to be much trouble getting him to the vets, although they did warn me that he's going to be a very big cat. I figured that when he outgrows his carrier, rather than buy a new one, I'm just going to get a saddle. I can probably make a few bob selling rides to the local kids.

I didn't take any pictures at the start of the race because I think the cats were just chasing each other around the house. The beginning of the race was actually pretty good, particularly Piastri's move on Norris to take the lead. In the middle of the race, my cat just came and fell asleep on me, basically throwing his head back and just flopping.



He pretty much remained that way until the end of the race, but when the commentators started getting excited, he perked up and decided to watch the last few laps.



Not sure if he's a Ferrari fan or not. He hasn't told me if he was happy with the result, but congratulations to LeClerc and Ferrari for their win.

I saw this on the Beeb and my first reaction was that, while I'm no expert on naval vessels, this looks like it would be in trouble if it went under the water.

Now, I will admit that the article did go on to say that an aircraft carrier was also being sent, but the image and the title on their own are somewhat confusing.

1) I now have somewhere to put my wooden pants.
2) I think I'm getting close to figuring out where those splinters came from

Still working my way through setting things up in the new home, but we're starting to get there. The big TV is up, anyway!

No, this isn't the title of my autobiography, but it could be about someone. The other day, William was cooking soup for lunch and I asked him what was burning as I could smell something. Nothing, it's just something on the hob was the reply I got back as he stared at his phone. He managed to literally stand next to a pan of soup while it was melting the spoon that he was supposed to be stirring it with, but he didn't notice because he was texting someone on his phone.

The thing that's really daft is that he didn't tell me about it, he just put the spoon in the dishwasher as he didn't think I'd notice anything was wrong with it. I don't claim to be the most observant person in the world, but the pictures below show how difficult it would have been to not have noticed.

Nothing really special here as the gopro wasn't working, but I've just spent the last few hours messing around with the conversion for the trail so I'm going to keep it and post it. The only thing slightly noteworthy is the bloody big hill William got me to go up. It's a good job that bike's got good brakes as I had to stop several times and then restart. If the brakes had given way I'd have ended up at the bottom of the hill in a heap rather quickly. Now, that would probably be something worth seeing.

I love it when someone sets out to do something and they achieve it. I've been watching Itzu for the past month as he's pushed to get the #1 spot on the Clash of Clans leaderboard. There's still two hours to go, but he's got it, so I'm going to officially congratulate him. Like a German taking penalties, he's executed flawlessly this season. I know a lot of it came down to his base building versus the attacks, but still, you've got to maintain that consistency. I think Stars will still remain the person to beat given how dominant he usually is, but it's good to see that someone else can do it too!

This article caught my attention: Armed robbers' car stolen during Colorado heist, police say. I don't want to laugh at armed robbery, but somehow this seems to have some poetic justice. The armed robbers were apparently arrested while fleeing the scene on foot after their getaway car was stolen.

Well, since the east span of the Bay Bridge opened, I've wondered what it would be like to walk across it. I'd resigned myself to the fact that I'd never find out, but today I did it on a handcycle. It was quite a slog getting up and over, but not as hard as I thought it was going to be. It was easier than going over the freeway bridge or the incline behind Golden Gate Fields, but it lasted a lot longer. I seemed to manage to find a happy cadence that I could just plod along at and eventually made it over. Coming back! Coming back was a huge amount of fun. I really wish I could have got into a higher gear, but the bike I'm using is old and I can only get onto the two smaller sprockets and not onto the third larger one. It just meant that I was coasting and couldn't really do anything to affect my speed.

The other memorable moment was that I got confused with the road layout and stopped. William didn't. He went into the back of me and flew over his handlebars and ended up in the road. Unfortunately I turned to see him bounce along the road, but my eyes looking back see further than the camera. You can hear him clatter into me, you just don't get to see the carnage.

Video of the bike ride Long and boring video. The route is in the map below.