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jomacmouse.bsky.social
A squeaky reader in the mouse house. Novacastrian Australian. Currently owned by two cavoodles, one old, one young. My home is in Barahineban of the Pambalong Awabakal people.
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Noisy mynas are such sneery looking birds. It must be the yellow beak. They arch it like an eyebrow.

The boys want to be fed. Jasper is fed in the laundry. So if you’re doing something in the laundry around 5 pm, woe betide you. Human should feed dog, not put those things you have instead of fur in that noisy machine.

Sitting on a chair out on the back verandah. Looking through the gap between the shed at the back fence & the garage of the house behind. Looking up over a roof several doors down the adjacent street, and past the electricity cables running along the street parallel. Misty rain is fuzzing the view.

Distracted. My @smh @theage cartoon.

Mum is watching NCIS. There was a scene with McGee in the diner. He was wearing square, green-framed glasses. Unfortunately, they made him look like a Thunderbirds puppet.

This side of the Equator, it could also be Dreaming of Autumn, and still be as lovely.

The shrubs that are slowly forming a hedge against the side fence were trimmed recently, but one bit seems to have escaped the clippers. It is waving in the wind in a similar fashion to one of those inflatable people with wavy arms.

Antipopes should always have the opposite name to the reigning pope at the time; so Urban/Rural Clement/Inclement Paul/Peter Innocent/Guilty Pius/Impius Benedict/Maledict Francis/Dominic ... and so on

@katwhen.bsky.social might be pleased to know that Cuckmere Haven has just been referred to in a Michael Gilbert novel I’m just about to start reading. At least I remember the pronunciation. Although I’d hate to sound the Featherstonehaugh alarm too often, in case Kat got bored by being my expert.

Have just given someone from a call centre an earful. Mum missed a call on her mobile, & thinking it might be important rang back. First thing she heard was something about transferring her to the next available agent. She handed the phone to me, so I missed the beginning of the spiel.

A rare capture of an off-duty statue, using their downtime to catch up on some reading 😱👍🏛️🍑 #MuseumBums This is the Last of the Spartans by Gaetano Trentanove, 1892, at @milwaukeeart.bsky.social 😁

Better news from the vet clinic this morning. In its own way, given what it is. Jasper’s whimpering is not from pain but from anxiety. Poor boy is so old at 15 and a half that a degree of senility is kicking in, & it’s making him anxious. He doesn’t quite understand what’s going on any longer.