The English Paysanne

Poor Fizz spent yesterday and last night at the vets. I picked her up this morning after she had an operation to remove a burst abscess very near her derierre, which is now very blue after being sprayed with a bacterial spray. She meowed all the way there in the car and all the way back. After being told she had had breakfast this morning I thought she would be pleased to be back home and take up her usual place on the chair. She wasn't. She obviously hadn't had a fizz size portion of breakfast for she didn't let up meowing,after having elevenses she was in and out of the house not knowing what to do with herself. Thankfully this evening she is back to her normal grumpy self asleep on the chair until chuck out time tonight.

A moment from the week at La Singlarie Worming Fizz -it took three of us and still not all the pill went down, vets make it look so easy.

A moment from the week at La Singlarie After being told she's on a diet Fizz takes matters into her own hands and goes hunting- hope she doesn't think I'm preparing it foe her!

A moment from the week at La Singlarie Not a chance of anything growing around here, bad enough with the wildlife now Fizz is out to get the herbs (with Franklin eating the well rotted cow poo that I planted them with).

A moment from the week at la Singlarie What goes up Must come down (although it wasn't a elegant landing)

A moment from the week at La Singlarie If only Franklin could speak cat Fizz would not be on his chair.

A moment from the week at La Singlarie. Fizz, wild cat of La Singlarie (sleeping as usual)

A moment from the week at La Singlarie Something has happened to Fizz the cat, she's mellowed and is being nice. Anyone would think she actually likes poor Tyser (he couldn't move in  fear of being attacked)