Woody/Smudge nine years old and abandoned by his owners has been sleeping snug in our summerhouse. But he’s been turfed out by a big grey tabby which may also be a stray. I’ve put together a box with a towel and put it in a big bag for life. Put the next to the table he is hiding under. I don’t want him to sleep outside so we are going to get a rabbit hutch and straw bales in the morning. Also propped the shed door open for more shelter. What he needs is a home. He’s advertised on Cats protection. I’m hoping he gets a new home soon x.
I can’t be there to hug you,
I can feel your pain.
I can’t be there and see you,
Reassure you again.
I want to hold your hand,
And say it will be OK.
Show you that it’s not a problem.
Show you that it’s not important….
But it is to you.
I can’t see your face.
I can’t read your mind.
But I can send love.
There is a charity collecting old bras that can be recycled and used for women in Africa (see the link). The charity gets money to combat breast cancer by collecting the bras and women in Africa who can’t afford them get a decent, useful, inexpensive bra that they can wear.
One of the stalls in the penkhull mystery play day did just this and collected Hundreds of bras. I’ve asked their permission to use their photo. Congratulations to them for taking the time to support the charity.