Cat Diary 15

I am in total shock!

I started to scratch the couch to get her attention, it’s 8 PM, I need my playtime and she just keeps sitting watching her TV, why wouldn’t I try to get her attention?

And she sprays me in the face?!

I ran! Around the corner, into the corridor. Stayed there five minutes.

When I came out she’s still sitting there!

She invited me to sit on her lap?

So I line up to give the other couch arm a scratch.

She said, “Ahh!” In a hard nasty voice and showed me the spray bottle.

Now I’m sitting in the middle of the room. Not looking at her.

Knitting Day and Night

The tiger knit is incrementing at four lines per day about every second day. It’s turned out harder on my hands than I expected.

Finer knitting needles than I’m accustomed to, 8 ply yarn, and a tension that needs to be tight to prevent the stuffing later from showing through.

The stripes are quite intricate to knit. I’m having to check the pattern chart every couple of stitches and naturally the two colours get tangled no matter how I arrange them.

So this is my daytime knit.

Nights, while watching TV, or—I confess—any time I have ten or twenty minutes to spare, I’ve been working on my swirl shawl.

The yarn is Shadow 8 ply by Vera Moda, 60% cotton and 40% acrylic … one of those yarns you see marked down more than half its original price and you can’t resist buying. It’s very pleasant to knit.

A few more rows and I’ll need a longer flexible knitting needle.

Space “Jaunts”

https://cosmosmagazine.com/space/astrophysics/greenhouse-gas-space-x/

This science article confirms what I have been thinking, that space flights adds a bunch of gases to the already warming atmosphere. If these three billionaires can’t keep themselves from adding fuel to the fire, maybe they should be banned from taking any trips out until they’ve proved that they’ve zero’ed all their emissions … Scope 1 and Scope 2 and Scope 3!

Only TWO (!) entities so far are saying they’ll zero all their emissions by 2030. Microsoft, a giant, and Canberra, a small state in Australia.

It’s not good enough to say space flight has a lot of positives. The money being thrown at making the space flights happen should be thrown at getting the emissions down.

I’d love to be reading or hearing some time in the near future that that list of billionaires and a few of their buddies have added themselves to the Zero-Emissions-by-2030 list, as well as a bunch of other entities. Let them compete about that.

Definitions of scope 1, 2 and 3 emissions

from … https://www.nationalgrid.com/stories/energy-explained/what-are-scope-1-2-3-carbon-emissions
 Scope 1 emissions …. Scope 1 covers emissions from sources that an organisation owns or controls directly – for example from burning fuel in our fleet of vehicles (if they’re not electrically-powered).

Scope 2 emissions … Scope 2 are emissions that a company causes indirectly and come from where the energy it purchases and uses is produced. For example, the emissions caused when generating the electricity that we use in our buildings would fall into this category.

Scope 3 emissions … Scope 3 encompasses emissions that are not produced by the company itself and are not the result of activities from assets owned or controlled by them, but by those that it’s indirectly responsible for up and down its value chain. An example of this is when we buy, use and dispose of products from suppliers. Scope 3 emissions include all sources not within the scope 1 and 2 boundaries.

Cat Diary 14

We have a new thing in the garden. Ha ha, bet I tricked you there. It’s irony, of course. Of course you didn’t know cats do irony. I assure you I have no difficulty woth it.

Any way, the new thing. The boy brought it. I think he’s trying to soften me up.

After the man and the boy and the prancing foal-child left, the old woman brought the new thing inside. Set it on a dessert plate and on the home-made kindergarten chair.

Within easy reach, she said.

An invitation I could not resist.

Cat Diary 13

I’m laying here impatiently waiting for the next thing.

These are the cross roads, you understand? The place where I’ll be ready for anything. A couple of cat-lengths southwards of my tail the old woman is having her breakfast.

Behind my back is the kitchen where food is stored. In front is the primary space for playing and hunting. Northward is my den, where I have my water well, my bed and my wood for scratching.

Sniff. Sniff. Oh, I’ll just take another turn through the woodland. I believe I may have missed a cache or two of kibbles. The old woman keeps finding new places.

Kibbles both inside and on the top? I made short work of them!

Then it’s time for her to clean the den.

I’m looking forward to an uninterrupted day. Both Friday and Saturday we had far too many visitors for my comfort. I spent most of Friday under the couch, and a good half of Saturday under the big bed.