Good day, bad day

The good ...
The heat hasn't relented (which, for me is good, I like the summer) and so we decided to pay a trip to the outdoor paddling pool close to where we used to live. We actually thought it would be empty - it always was when we lived close by, and being the afternoon too, thought everyone would be at school. Got there about 2ish - busy, busy, busy (doesn't anyone go to school anymore?), how come we have groups of lads from pre-teens upwards out and about during school hours (daft question, I know)?!!? Anyway, they weren't too bad and kept themselves to themselves, so the kids had a great time splashing around and walking through the spurting water feature. This pool has always been a godsend - it's a good size and although you can't swim in it, it's great for splashing around in. Here's a couple of piccies.


The bad ...
Came home, hot and exhausted, the heat really does take the energy out of you. Had a ice cream in the garden and caught site of puss number two (Allie), trying very hard to crawl out of a bush. I thought perhaps he'd got caught on something (it was the area where all the veg are growing, so I wondered if he'd got his foot caught in some string). Poor fella, he just collapsed with wide eyes and head rolling (as if he was dizzy). Panic, panic, off to the vet. I was hoping he was just severelly dehydrated, but no, he's had a stroke, probably due to the heat. Apparently, cats usually spring back from strokes, so they're keeping him in until Wednesday to cool him down (the brain has swollen) and hopefully get him back to normal. Very nearly a tissue situation - let's hope it doesn't end up that way. Here's a lovely Allie piccie for you.