Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Whimsical Wednesday # 157

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.



  1. :-)

    Been thinking of you, hoping that you are safe...


  2. That's a hoot. How are they making out with the fires over there?

  3. Pearl; thank you for your concern, I'm safe, I'm too far into the city to be affected by the fires. Feeling very sad for all those who lost their homes and farms though. Thankfully no one has died.

    Delores; fires are still out of control, almost 13,000 hectares burnt, around 30 homes lost and can you believe it...looters have moved in on burnt properties, stealing stuff from homes still smoking! Bastards! one man was caught stealing sheep.

  4. That's Angel paying you back! :)

  5. Cats most definitely DO have a sense of humour.

  6. Lee; ha ha, Angel can't reach my paper, it's on a shelf above the loo which is annoying because I have to get it down each time then remember to put it back up.

    Joanne; I thought so too.

    Elephant's Child; they do indeed. I'm sure Angel is laughing on the inside as he falls asleep after making me get up.

  7. Cats. Always looking for the next available play thing, oblivious to our discomforts... or, are theyyyyy ;)

  8. Vicki; totally oblivious. A cat's life is all play.

  9. People are always trying to spoil a cat's fun aren't they?
    Those fires are horrid and I keep thinking of all the innocent animals that have lost their lives or been injured. Today on TV they showed a koala on the side of the road being cared for by a firie waiting for a vet. That poor little creature looked so miserable and I hope it survived.

  10. Mimsie; spoiling his fun? Yes indeedy! You should see the looks Angel is giving me right now because I won't open the front door and let the heat in. It's so muggy here right now after the rain this morning. But Angel wants to lie on the mat and watch the world go by. I believe the little koala is fine, a little singed fur and burnt foot pads, but recovering nicely.