… watching Attack Kitty stalk a piece of kangaroo meat around the loungeroom, complete with pouncing, leaping from on high, tossing in the air, poking with paw and frantic side-to-side shaking. I’m sure it’s dead by now, sweetie. Not to mention fluffy and kinda bad for my carpet.
In other news: Genetically modified flowers will change colour when they detect land mines.
Oh, and you may have noticed a whole bunch of new links in my link‑y bits if you actually visit my journal page itself. daisynerd, you may wish to have a look at Woodford 2002 which has pix of us covered in white clay and some of you may want to look at A Brief History in Pictures where I’ve finally put up a bunch of pix of me at various ages (you can really see that change I was talking about over new year). Still haven’t done the pages for last year’s trip though…