Today is St Valentine’s day.
I am indebted to kitmarlowescot2 … via Stonehead for these pictures of a delightful Gloucester Old Spot piglet born this week with appropriate markings for the occasion
Happy St Valentine’s Day…. give someone you love a hug…… and be kind to everybody you meet… little things like just letting somebody out in traffic, for example, can be contagious and spread like ripples on a pond.
Last week, we had to transport a beautiful and very energetic Labrador dog to the vet. His visit was for castration, which is always performed before rescued animals can be re-homed into families as pets. Continue reading
Perhaps it is just as well that we have had sustained heavy rain and gale force winds for many days now. Continue reading
Last week I felt inundated to saturation point both by chicken welfare and by healthy eating. Continue reading
Stop Press News! Santa will be in the RSPCA CHARITY SHOP in Gorseinon this week. Continue reading
Regular visitors to my little blog will know that on a couple of days a week, we drive the ambulance for the RSPCA in Swansea. Today we had to take a beautiful grey and white cat, aged possibly about two years, to the vet for a check-up, after she arrived at the Centre. She had been brought in by one of the Animal Collection Officers from Mountain Ash where she had been found straying in the past couple of days. Continue reading
Yesterday, I caught a snatch of something interesting on Breakfast TV.
Apparently, hundreds of people are at risk of killing their pet cats by mistake. Continue reading
Whilst I was clearing up all the airborne rubbish after the three Guy Fawkes nights (Saturday, Sunday, and Monday the 5th), I reflected that in these days of affluence, ‘Bonfire Night‘ has more to do with noisy and colourful (and very expensive) fireworks than bonfires. Continue reading
We had a lovely canary called ‘Blodwen’. When we rescued her from a tiny cage, we thought it was a ‘she’, because the only sounds to come from it were shrill squeaks. Continue reading
When I was about 16 in the mid fifties, the usually very stuffy BBC Radio presentations began to throb with wonderfully vibrant sound. Elvis Presley had emerged! Continue reading
