FRITH WEARS HER SUNGLASSES AT NIGHT

MAMA HAS A VAST COLLECTION OF CHEAP SUNGLASSES SHE NEVER WEARS (MAMA LIKES BUYING SUNGLASSES, BUT SHE HATES WEARING SUNGLASSES. WOMEN. EVER THE PARADOX.)

SAID SUNGLASSES HAVE OFFICIALLY BECOME FRITH-TOYS, BEING PLASTIC AND BEING MULTI-COLOURED.

THIS AFTERNOON WE DISCOVERED THAT IT WAS EXTREMELY AMUSING FOR MAMA TO PUT ON THE SUNGLASSES (AND "HIDING") AND FOR THE FRITH TO PULL THEM OFF AGAIN (AND "FINDING" HER ). THIS WAS ALSO VERY NICE FOR MAMA, AS IT CAUSED THE MOSTLY-UNINTERESTED-IN-MAMA FRITH TO LOOK HER RIGHT IN THE EYES FOR MINUTES AT A TIME.

IT WENT ON FOR NEARLY HALF AN HOUR. MAMA'S EARS BECAME QUITE SORE.

THIS FINAL SHOT, FROM MAMA'S POINT OF VIEW. TRES ARTISTIC, NO?

NINE MONTHS AND IT SEEMS LIKE YESTERDAY

OMI IS GOING TO SEE CHARLES AZNAVOUR SING IN TORONTO TOMORROW NIGHT. THIS SONG OF HIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN A FAVOURITE OF MINE (ELVIS COSTELLO ALSO ONCE RECORDED IT)

AND SO, ON THIS MILESTONE NINE-MONTH BIRTHDAY (AS LONG NOW ON THE OUTSIDE AS SHE WAS ON THE INSIDE - AND MAMA IS VERY GRATEFUL THAT SHE IS NOW ON THE OUTSIDE, CONSIDERING SHE NOW WEIGHS MORE THAN A BABY WILDEBEEST) I DEDICATE THE FINAL VERSE OF THIS BEAUTIFUL SONG TO MY PERFECT NOT-SO-LITTLE-ANYMORE FRITH :

SHE
MAY BE THE REASON I SURVIVE
THE WHY AND WHEREFORE I'M ALIVE
THE ONE I'LL CARE FOR THROUGH THE ROUGH AND READY YEARS
ME I'LL TAKE HER LAUGHTER AND HER TEARS
AND MAKE THEM ALL MY SOUVENIRS
FOR WHERE SHE GOES I'VE GOT TO BE
THE MEANING OF MY LIFE IS
SHE

LAUNDRY DAY

MAMA CAME HOME TO FIND A LITTLE BLUE GREMLIN RUMMAGING THROUGH HER UNDERPANTS DRAWER.

APPARENTLY SHE'D BEEN AT IT FOR ALMOST AN HOUR...

TRANSFERRING THINGS FROM ONE PILE TO ANOTHER, AND BACK AGAIN, OVER AND OVER AND OVER. IT WAS VERY IMPORTANT WORK, AND SHE TOOK IT VERY SERIOUSLY (EXCEPT WHEN HAMMING IT UP FOR THESE PICTURES).

WHO COULD HAVE IMAGINED THAT UNDERPANTS COULD BE SO MUCH FUN?

FRITHA MOVES SOME MORE

MAMA JUST STUMBLED ACROSS THESE LONG-LOST VIDEOS OF THE FRITH TAKEN DURING OUR LITTLE JAUNT TO TORONTO IN JUNE...
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FIX FRITH'S LITTLE RED WAGON

GRANDMA PAT AND GRANDPA KEN WERE HERE TO VISIT THIS WEEKEND, BRINGING WITH THEM A FABULOUS RADIO FLYER WAGON FOR THE FRITH.

THE INAUGURAL TRIP WAS TO THE PARK, WHERE FRITH WAS A SOLO SLIDER FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME.

AND A SOLO SWINGER TOO (ITISN'T REALLY WHAT IT SOUNDS LIKE).. IN THIS PHOTO YOU CAN OBSERVE FIRST-HAND THE TRULY SASQUATCH-LIKE PROPORTIONS OF THE BEAUTIFUL FRITH-FEET.

IT'S A BIRD.. IT'S A PLANE..

AS PROMISED, A VERY SHORT VIDEO OF FRITH PUSHING HER FRITHMOBILE ACROSS THE FLOOR AT TOP SPEED

IF CATS COULD TALK, THEY WOULDN'T

AFTER MONTHS OF MAKING A WIDE BERTH AROUND THE FRITH DURING HIS TREKS ACROSS THE HOUSE, FATNESS DECIDED ONE DAY LAST WEEK THAT FRITH WAS HIS NEW VERY BEST FRIEND.

HE NOW FLOPS DOWN NEXT TO HER WHEREVER SHE IS, AND WAITS TO BE MANHANDLED. AND MY GOD, DOES SHE GO TO TOWN. YANKING OUT CHUNKS OF FUR, PULLING ON HIS EARS, AND CLIMBING ALL OVER HIM WITH ALL HER WEIGHT. HE JUST LIES THERE AND WAITS FOR MORE. I'M GUESSING IT IS PARTLY BECAUSE HE HAS REALIZED THAT FRITH IS A KITTEN AND MUST BE TOLERATED AT ALL COSTS. AND PARTLY BECAUSE HE HAS DECIDED THAT ANY ATTENTION IS GOOD ATTENTION.

THE EQUIVALENT OF THE "WALKING OFF TOGETHER INTO THE SUNSET" SHOT...

TOILET HUMOUR

MAMA HAS GIVEN UP TRYING TO KEEP THE FRITH AWAY FROM THE TOILET. SHE IS DRAWN TO THE DAMNED THING LIKE.. WELL, YOU KNOW.

INSTEAD, I BOUGHT SOME DISINFECTANT AND SCRUBBED IT, AND THE SURROUNDING FLOOR, WITHIN AN INCH OF ITS LIFE. IT IS NOW THE FIRST STOP ON THE FRITH EXPRESS, WHICH LEAVES CRIB STATION EACH MORNING AT SIX A.M. RAIN OR SHINE. (SORRY. I'M NOT ENTIRELY SURE WHERE THAT GRATUITOUS TRAIN METAPHOR CAME FROM)

OPEN CLOSED : THE SAGA CONTINUES

FRITH IN THE BATHROOM (AS USUAL) ATTEMPTING ONCE MORE TO CLARIFY THE CONCEPTS OF OPEN AND CLOSED TO MAMA. THE DEMONSTRATION CONTINUED FOR THE BETTER PART OF SUNDAY AFTERNOON.

CHEZ OMI

THE FRITH SPENDS HALF OF EVERY DAY AT OMI'S HOUSE.. HERE SHE IS HELPING OMI UNLOAD THE DISHWASHER.

OMI TOOK THIS PICTURE. I'M NOT ENTIRELY SURE WHAT IT GOING ON HERE, BUT IT LOOKS LIKE OMI AND THE FRITH MIGHT HAVE SPENT THE AFTERNOON DOING SHOTS. THIS WOULD EXPLAIN SO MUCH.

FRITH HAS BEEN TEACHING HERSELF TO WALK WITH THIS HANDY LITTLE NUMBER, A KIND DONATION FROM OMI'S NEIGHBOUR LINDA. I HAVE SOME VIDEO FOOTAGE OF THIS AS WELL, WHICH I WILL POST SHORTLY.