Such a sweepy catto. Completely passed out earlier. Whiskers twitching. On some mad adventure most likely.

This lovely fluffy pudding enjoyed a bit of stimulation earlier. She sits down a lot and I wanted to challenge her ancient athletic catness. So I danced, twisted and moved about with a cool stick I found in the garden. We were both happy. And stimulated. 😃

13: I talk about the dangers of feeling attached to things and about working through pain and change. I talk about flowing with creative energy and taking in life changing experiences with love and positivity.

12: I’ve arrived at my next housesit. I talk about recent adventures, sweet cats and new sensations in the autumnal breeze.

The assignment of ‘taming the scaredy catto’ is in full swing. And those white fluffy boots (which I definitely can’t touch, but can’t help but touch) remind me of bantam hen legwarmers 😊).

Making friends.

More yummy textures.

I’ve enjoyed walking over these. They’re so smooth I could even skip. 😃

Miniature lioness right here. This is Hattie the shy one.

The most beautiful dancefloor. With new friends.

A magical cat meeting a magical staff.

It’s all about magic here.

Magical dancing plant friends this evening as autumn draws in and the breeze quickens. My ribbon danced. So did my lioness queen protector.

Indie and Salmon. There’s a third one outside chasing the wind. She’s decided to become an outdoor cat. Cheeky Hattie.

An extravagant meal in a Russian restaurant last night (in Norfolk) with traditional spiced nutty torte, coffee, whipped cream and Estonian Tallinn brandy to finish. Oooooo and chocolate in bed this morning. Does life get any better?

Awwww special times. Goodbye sweet Spooks. Thanks for being my furry baby boy for a while (and enjoying it). 😻

11: Ever had one of those moments where you feel like your whole life has dramatically changed for the better? Where you feel like you’ve slayed your demons through sheer determination and you’re stronger than ever before?

My new skipping rope just brought me a miracle.

I love aiming for water when we picnic on the road. We never quite know where we’re going to end up.

This is the face of someone who has just skipped for the first time in 30 years. This is the face of someone who grew physically, mentally and emotionally in the space of a few short jumps and is now feeling pumped. Skipping is fun. Skipping could be the answer to something big.

I’ve just had the most delicious cuddle with Spooks. He went out of his way to snuggle up next to me. He curled right into me. Right next to my face. I was a source of warm love for him. I stroked his silky fur and made him purr. I tickled his tummy and massaged his back. Our calming energies tranferred. His blue eyes looked right into mine. I felt loved. I’m so chilled out right now. I feel like I’m floating on a warm cloud of fluffiness.

This is the power of cattos.

Here are Spooks and Fetch giving each other some soft silky love.

10: what do you prefer…dancing in public or private? I talk about the benefits of both….and the crazy bits too of course. I also remind you to love your body. And fight for it.

9: The stresses and challenges of moving out of a housesit and what I’ve learnt over time.

8: I talk about how much I love watermelons and whether I should name my staff.

6: I talk about what I did with a creative burst of energy when I couldn’t record my podcast.

5: A bit more detail about my housesitting life including streamlining, decadent spa hotels, kind sweet folk and hanging out with pugs.

4: Stories, information and ideas about my adventures as a housesitter.