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Thin jet black kitten wandered into the cafe were we have breakfast most mornings, hungry and thin. We fed it croissants, but not cake con leche.;-) I would say she is about 10 weeks old but quite lovable......bit like me ;-)
She is now at my feet in my study fast asleep with a tummy full of food, although the other two residents are not impressed.
She is called Sammy (shirt for Samantha.
She is now at my feet in my study fast asleep with a tummy full of food, although the other two residents are not impressed.
She is called Sammy (shirt for Samantha.
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Lofty......oh!......Lofty...........come to me my love...........I will hold you in my arms.
Update. I feed them at 6.am. The other two refused to eat with her and caused a commotion and buggered off.She then "mopped up" the food in all 4 dishes and than went into the garden. The other two then came back and said "Oi! she's eaten all our food". So I had to fill all the dishes up again.
The other two have been out all day ( the villa is surrounded by acres of olive trees) and SHE has been in MY study all day in MY chair.......fast asleep.
Now Lofty....you and me?
Update. I feed them at 6.am. The other two refused to eat with her and caused a commotion and buggered off.She then "mopped up" the food in all 4 dishes and than went into the garden. The other two then came back and said "Oi! she's eaten all our food". So I had to fill all the dishes up again.
The other two have been out all day ( the villa is surrounded by acres of olive trees) and SHE has been in MY study all day in MY chair.......fast asleep.
Now Lofty....you and me?
Sqad, I wonder if it would be the end of a beautiful friendship to ask if by 'common word' you mean common anglophone word. Are you among anglophones, like so many retirees (sorry) in those parts? What is the Spanish or local dialect word for them? Perhaps just casas? Villas strikes me as either some buildings a lot more extensive than a villa, or an Anglicism.
Perhaps it really was the estate agents that called them that! In which case the term is even more grandiose in Spanish than in English, tho I do not doubt that they are in fact more grandiose.
Don't you sympathize with my sentiments about being blown this way and that by wildly different medical and dietary guidance such as we were discussing on here: http://www.theanswerbank.co.uk/Body-and-Soul/Health-and-Fitness/Question813319.html
Perhaps it really was the estate agents that called them that! In which case the term is even more grandiose in Spanish than in English, tho I do not doubt that they are in fact more grandiose.
Don't you sympathize with my sentiments about being blown this way and that by wildly different medical and dietary guidance such as we were discussing on here: http://www.theanswerbank.co.uk/Body-and-Soul/Health-and-Fitness/Question813319.html
mallam....certainly no problem with our special relationship and you may well be quite correct.
"Casas" are houses in Spanish and yes you are quite correct, the exiles (anglophones) refer to them as casas. if they are small and either "terraced", but if the building is on it's own plot of land, usually, but not always with a swimming pool, it is referred to by the anglophones and estate agents as villas...........perhaps, as you might be suggesting, a rather pompous noun.
In your ultimate statement, scientists can only advice on the evidence that is available at that particular moment in time, but unfortunately the evidence and advice, often changes in the advent of time.
"Casas" are houses in Spanish and yes you are quite correct, the exiles (anglophones) refer to them as casas. if they are small and either "terraced", but if the building is on it's own plot of land, usually, but not always with a swimming pool, it is referred to by the anglophones and estate agents as villas...........perhaps, as you might be suggesting, a rather pompous noun.
In your ultimate statement, scientists can only advice on the evidence that is available at that particular moment in time, but unfortunately the evidence and advice, often changes in the advent of time.
Wot no swimming pool, sqad? When it's such a long haul thru the olive groves to the public swimming pool all around you? Poor souls. You of course have a private beach, and no more killjoy rules about a dip after meals. Not that the cats are on to a particularly good thing in that respect.
I see NoMercy is giving you a duly merciless twitting about all this, too, with the pueblo and the tortilla. You just keep building up your own cat pueblo. The more the funnier - they do knock such pretty sparks off one another. Word is obviously getting around among them already. We are right beside the forest fence, like Wenceslas's peasant, with a correspondingly peasantier dwelling. (which wont stop me for the present purposes calling it a hacienda) and they make a beeline for it, squealing with excitement at a whole ecosystem to murder (er well, not the squirrels).
You may have made similar revelations before about your idyllic expatriatism, but if so I never caught them, and here I was slow to catch on. At first I visualized you at a bleak caff that's still out on the pavements gray and wondered why you would "have breakfast there most mornings", tho I supposed it would be rather nice to have a life like that. Then croissants, but not cake con leche, then olive groves; the build-up is finely crafted, what?
I jumped at the chance of now imagining you having made this idyllic setting your own. Don't bring me down with talk of time shares or dereliction in winter!
I see NoMercy is giving you a duly merciless twitting about all this, too, with the pueblo and the tortilla. You just keep building up your own cat pueblo. The more the funnier - they do knock such pretty sparks off one another. Word is obviously getting around among them already. We are right beside the forest fence, like Wenceslas's peasant, with a correspondingly peasantier dwelling. (which wont stop me for the present purposes calling it a hacienda) and they make a beeline for it, squealing with excitement at a whole ecosystem to murder (er well, not the squirrels).
You may have made similar revelations before about your idyllic expatriatism, but if so I never caught them, and here I was slow to catch on. At first I visualized you at a bleak caff that's still out on the pavements gray and wondered why you would "have breakfast there most mornings", tho I supposed it would be rather nice to have a life like that. Then croissants, but not cake con leche, then olive groves; the build-up is finely crafted, what?
I jumped at the chance of now imagining you having made this idyllic setting your own. Don't bring me down with talk of time shares or dereliction in winter!
Mallam...I didn't say that I did not have a swimming pool, indeed I have, heated and a electric controlled cover.
Hacienda is a bit "upmarket" from a villa and is usually an estate.....................bigger than my villa.
Your property sounds that it is in a delightful setting,but with almost any setting, in any country, there are pluses and minuses.
We also go twice weekly to a "cat sanctuary" on a voluntary basis to help feed them etc....about 30 cats in all.
Hacienda is a bit "upmarket" from a villa and is usually an estate.....................bigger than my villa.
Your property sounds that it is in a delightful setting,but with almost any setting, in any country, there are pluses and minuses.
We also go twice weekly to a "cat sanctuary" on a voluntary basis to help feed them etc....about 30 cats in all.
I suppose we are sort of keeping on topic, sqad, so will explain that I did actually realize you didn't say that you did not have a swimming pool. The 'poor souls' I evinced fake sympathy for were the people you mentioned who didn't have one. I rather thought you were not one of those people. But the heating (in the Med?) and electric cover are by way of being overkill!
'Hacienda' is of course a facetious term for chez nous. But it is an unusually sprawling house for something for which your "upmarket" label is not exactly the mot juste! Sprawling enough to constitute a bit of a challenge to the mental geography of sprawling cats, at any rate!
'Hacienda' is of course a facetious term for chez nous. But it is an unusually sprawling house for something for which your "upmarket" label is not exactly the mot juste! Sprawling enough to constitute a bit of a challenge to the mental geography of sprawling cats, at any rate!
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