Horse Sense....




A I am writing this, 10.27 pm on Wednesday night, my beautiful Maine coon (100% polydactyl), is screaming round the house trying to find his bloody mouse.

Real actual mouse if you will.

Because, and wait for it, after all these months of moaning that he wanted a mouse yet couldn't find one, well, he found one, then lost it.

Trust me, no one is going to bed until the fucker is found.

Then, to add insult to injury, and trust me, I have called in the calvary already on this one, I looked up and I swear, hand on hoof, I saw a mouse (I am praying really hard right now that it wasn't a rat), poke it's nose out of the stupid light fitting that has holes in it, in the ceiling.

I fucking swear to Spirit, if I see a bloody rat, I'm moving out until the fucker - all his ancestors, and every single one of his future progeny, has been removed.

I would mention the thunder, lightning and hail we've also had today, but you know, everybody in New Zealand has had it, so it's kind of a moot point.


OMFG Spirit are pissed at the moment.

If you remember, for weeks now, I've been saying Spirit aren't happy, and that weird things were happening.

Well, we're now at the next level weird.

I've tried speaking with Spirit, but their only answer is, Mind your own business and do your work.

Well, technically....


Anyway, there's no reasoning with them when they're like this. 

However, from the outside looking in, I can now see why things are happening and if you want my two cents, you're right...

On another randomly weird note:  You can now see the peeps that actually believe in Spirit.

Honestly, it's never the people you think.

Wait...wait....unless you have directly spoken to me, actually, no, that's it.  

Directly speak to me.

On the phone.  In person.  

I can't wait to see how this all ends though, it's like watching a tornado coming towards you.  

So I am praying right now that I have worked hard enough in the past, and working hard enough right now (and trust me, I am running) that I have done the work required to by-pass this Energy.

However, on a positive note, there are still wildcards to come.


So that's been our week:

Take what you need, leave the rest, don't be a Fuckwit.

Kissy hugs

Caps, me (T - she/her), Spirit, Az, Ralph, Chew, Suz, and of course, my beautiful Mumma Bear, Belle and Boo-ba-licious, Pat, Pepper, Marmite the Second, Geraldine, Milli, Bessie, Raz, Riz, Sugar, Butter, Cookie, Cinammon and Mork. 

I acknowledge the Traditional Owners of the land where I work and live, and pay my respects to Elders, past and present.

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