Whether by nature or by prayer I do not know, but upon return to the Healing Home I was greeting by Fiesty cat with almost a fully restored set of whiskers. Those stumpy trimmed ones will be a memory to giggle over for many years to come!
Evidence of growth - silly puss never moved for Chumnuo's trim-job and never seemed to know what she was missing
Also in need of some growth was Susie's little pot-plant garden on our little deck off the bedroom. There had been a few deaths in the potted family in our absence - despite us returning to two days of rain in the heart of the dry season. The temperature was 21 degrees when we landed too - about 10 degrees less than normal. 'Global warming' works in mysterious ways ...
Arriving home looking like a wheelie garden - Sue has already jumped off the back of the bike with her couple of bushes.
Here's my girl sorting our bit of potted greenery
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