Remember I said we have kittens? Well, there are three. Two black and white and one ginger and white (the latter has my name on it!) A friend's daughter is looking for kittens (note plural) so when I can tame the other two, perhaps she will have them.
I managed a few photos of them today, playing outside the old chicken cum junk shed . . . Their mother is blind in one eye and something has bitten her neck - she looks like she has had a tracheotomy - but as she's as wild as anything, no chance of getting her to a vet for treatment. As a feral, they would probably just say she should be pts anyway . . .
As I said, mum's neck looks horrid, its' possibly a burst abscess, but she is eating fine and has plenty of energy, so as she's young, perhaps she will mend OK.
Yesterday we travelled down to Devon, house-hunting again. We saw two absolutely stunning properties, and one which could have been nice with some tlc (had a lovely garden and workshop). We have made an offer on the middle property, not that I think we will get it as we're only just going on the market (because of all the delays with agents not knowing how to price this house!) We've made a closeish offer (promptly rejected), will let them stew a bit - they were on with a different agent and have just changed agents, so perhaps they are wanting the full whack - or will only drop a fiver . . . We probably won't be able to sell quickly enough to get it (unless, hoping against hope, the first person to see our house falls in love and is a cash buyer who have sold their house!!) But if it's for us, we will have it. If not, then there's another house out there waiting for us.
And yes, chicken shed waiting for a replacement door . . .