A message from Brigid ....

I have been a blogger since 2005. At the height of my blogging busy-ness, I had "a small stable" of blogs on different topics: social and political commentary; desert spirituality; food; waste and ....

A few years ago I called time and ceased blogging altogether - although there was an occasional post. I had called it quits. I am an aged woman these days with a couple of serious illnesses. I am not allowed to drive. I am no longer active in organisations. I think it fair to say that I am housebound. I am active on Facebook, although I am not there as often as once I was. I have decided to embark on a re-entry into the blogging world ... beginning with The Trad Pad and, possibly, a return to my food blog, Oz Tucker. I have always used a lot of photographs on my blogs ... and I miss not being out and about with my camera.

The Trad Pad has been my blog for the lovely things of life. The controversial or political has seldom intruded. Occasionally, the spiritual has found its way in, but I kept spirituality for the blog, Desert. I don't yet know if I will revive that. I will stick pretty much to food and the lovely things of life. If I have some regularity with those two categories, I feel that I will be doing well. I hope that, with this blog new friendships can be formed and old friendships renewed; new lovelies discovered; new reflections can enter into the meaning of modern life. I would love to hear from you - particularly if you have suggestions for new topics to enter into the conversation. So, it is a new year. Let's see what it has in store, what it can bring to us. And I hope that those who share the spirit of The Trad Pad can spread the message of a world of beauty, the creativity of humanity, and the joys of simplicity and tradition. ~~~ February, 2017

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Meet Bert the Bloke - one beautiful puss.

An introduction is warranted!
This is Bert the Bloke - one beautiful cat.

Peppered through this blog are photos of
Rose the Spartacat
FootFoot the Miniature Fox Terrier.

In recent times our two beloved friends
left this world - just six weeks apart.
Rose went first, aged 6 years, due to kidney tumours.
FootFoot died of old age, aged 16 years.
Increasingly, in the months prior to his death,
I cuddled him to his end and so did Herself.
Finally, one night while sleeping with Herself,
he breathed his last and was gone from us.

Our decision was not to rush 
to replace either of these beloveds.
However, after a couple of months, 
Herself decided we would get a cat.
No ordinary kitten, mind you.
She was determined to go to the RSPCA
and get an older cat whom no one wanted.

There was such a cat - Bert.
He is about 5 years old 
and needed to go to a home
where he would be the only one.
He came to the RSPCA because
in his original home other cats picked on him.
We don't know why.
He had been ill and in the RSPCA clinic because of cat flu.
Otherwise he lived in a cage with three others.

He has settled in well here.
He is reserved but interested
in the household's peeps and doings.
He is so pretty and poses beautifully.
His fur is the silkiest I have ever touched.
He is well at home
and we love this man about our house.
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