Skip to main content

Tigger's Wee-Blog

F's take on the world Tigger left behind.

Search This Blog

Pages

Home
About Tigger's Wee-Blog (2012)
About Tigger 2019
About F - 2020
2023 - Life without Mr T

Showing posts with the label Vets

Posts

F interrupts this broadcast...

August 04, 2023

Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Fresh Cut Grass

Allotment Cat Stuff Fox Gratitude My Environment Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Peers at My Eyes

Cat Stuff Donkey Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Toothpaste Revisited

January 28, 2023

Cat Stuff Randomness Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Subterfuge

Cat Stuff Food Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Yoda Ears and Flu Shots

December 09, 2021

Randomness Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

I'm Not Ignoring You

Cat Stuff Observations on Humans Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Knitting and Exclusivity

November 22, 2020

a day in the life ... Cat Stuff Feline Invaders Hi-jackings Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Rest Day

October 15, 2020

Travelling Vets Water

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Ear Drops

a day in the life ... Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Coughing

Observations on Humans Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Itchy Ears

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

New form of plastic pollution hits our streets.

My Environment Observations on Humans Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Toothpaste

February 12, 2020

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Christmas Day 2015

Car Cardboard Boxes Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Hopalong and those awful pills

August 21, 2015

Feline Invaders Possessions Vets

+

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

In memorium - Gail Riekie

Tigger aka Mr T

2007/8? to 2023

Tigger's Mum

Search This Blog

TIgger aka Mr T

Your pawprints are on our hearts

Translate

Archive

2012 64
- January 5
- February 11
- March 11
- April 7
- May 11
- June 4
- July 6
- August 5
- September 4

2013 60
- January 9
- February 6
- March 7
- April 4
- May 9
- June 8
- August 2
- October 1
- November 7
- December 7
2014 22
- January 4
- February 7
- March 4
- April 3
- May 3
- December 1
2015 20
- January 1
- April 5
- May 2
- June 1
- July 2
- August 3
- September 2
- October 4
2016 17
- March 5
- April 1
- May 1
- June 9
- October 1
2017 11
- April 2
- May 8
- June 1
2018 2
- October 1
- November 1
2019 26
- December 26
2020 242
- January 14
- February 5
- March 15
- April 18
- May 29
- June 26
- July 25
- August 23
- September 24
- October 29
- November 14
- December 20
2021 327
- January 30
- February 22
- March 34
- April 29
- May 27
- June 28
- July 32
- August 29
- September 32
- October 24
- November 17
- December 23
2022 246
- January 22
- February 22
- March 31
- April 21
- May 26
- June 17
- July 22
- August 21
- September 14
- October 26
- November 14
- December 10
2023 214
- January 13
- February 13
- March 14
- April 14
- May 16
- June 15
- July 8
- August 28
- September 24
- October 24
- November 28
- December 17
2024 197
- January 19
- February 23
- March 19
- April 18
- May 18
- June 9
- July 12
- August 6
- September 26
- October 16
- November 14
- December 17
2025 156
- January 20
- February 15
- March 16
- April 12
- May 10
- June 19
- July 28
- August 28
- September 8

Show more Show less

Followers

Labels

Observations on Humans294
My Environment223
Randomness217
Travelling202
Cat Stuff193
a day in the life ...171
Wildlife163
Food148
Garden137
Supervision104

Show more Show less

Recent Favorites

Maslow

Somewhere way, way, way back in my university days we had in some class or other been 'invited' to discuss Maslow's Heirarchy of Needs. I seem to recall it was a pyramid shape. The proposal is that this is how humans are motivated - physical needs first moving up through social and intellectual needs… There you go a nice internet image - with colour. One of my priorities here is to grow food. Food and shelter (physiological needs) are the first platform on Maslow's hierarchy of needs. Who would have thought at this stage of my life I would take myself back to square 1? The next layer is safety. OK I feel safe with where I'm at - no bears or tigers or war or tsunamis. There is no point feeling unsafe about earthquakes in these Shaky Isles - that way lies perpetual anxiety and descent into madness. If it shakes, it shakes. Social needs are a step higher again - belonging. The neighbours have been pretty good about inclusivity but I did have a moment of homesickness fo...

Alien Life Forms

Y'all gonna start thinkin I have a toadstool fixation. I'm beginning to suspect I do too. I don't often see red fungus - this on dead manuka. Cute VERY small ones Could be tiny hailstones but it really is fluffy mold or something. See the grains of sand in the soil? That hole is about 2mm across (6mm = 1/4 inch). (So it's much smaller that Tiger Beetle burrow.) The Yorkshire Pudding of Fungi (holds water; would probably hold gravy)… My all time favorite. What a colour! About 1cm (<1/2 inch) across. How cute is that? Again these are really small. They are almost an alien life form - or spilled brains in miniature. The green is probably also a mold or slime. Bottle cap shaped and sized. I love the way the light glows through these ones. You will have to expand this one to enjoy all the alien life forms collected into the scene.

Raid

Over the last few days I drove south, conducted a raid on my brothers containerload of nursery equipment and supplies, negotiated a deal with him on an old stainless steel bench that will go well in my (yet to be built) potting shed, dropped off some of his gear I had been using here and picked up an enormous bale of peastraw (that was a fund raiser for the Rakaia Rugby Club), dug out a couple of bits of furniture, and drove back. 4 days in total. Today I built a tiny polytunnel to put my seed trays in, protected a few plants from rabbit predation, played doinkball with Scully and sowed some flower seeds - calendula, eschscholzias, nasturtiums and tagetes. Tomorrow I have to go and pick up my water tank. I wonder when it will next rain… Murphy's Law says we will have a drought now.

Thank You

Thank you everyone who commented on Scully and the Bulldog (W). Interestingly I never take Scully onto next door. She goes there with her owner (T) when T drops in for coffee and I have noticed then that although Scully dotes on the Ridgeback like he's a big brother, there is friction with the Bulldog. The friction is all Scully. The bulldog (bitch) is like the poor kid no one wants to play with. When we pass their gate on walks and I stop to pet the dogs, I make sure Scully behaves while I give attention through the gate to W. They aren't the best of friends but there is no aggro. W is very sweet natured but as Mr B pointed out, it takes a bulldog fan to love that face and the image the whole physique conveys and to perpetuate all the health problems that go with the breed. W seems to have more than her share. There are the breathing issues (which come with most of that breed), that terribly overshot bottom jaw which needed teeth removed, she has had a series of tumours rem...

Kindling

Tuesday was sunny but kind of marred (or made real depending on your life philosophy) by a small sadness. Scully was unusually jumpy when she turned up. The noises that go with washing pots and cutlery in a stainless steel sink had her constantly startling and looking ready to run or fight. Never-the-less we had our usual walk and I set about the next task I'd set myself. I gave Scully a beefbone to keep her occupied while I worked and the neighbours had gone out leaving their own two dogs (a big soft Rhodesian Ridgeback and a small soft Bulldog) with the gated run of their own place. We talk to their dogs over (or through) the fence when we go past and Scully dotes on Nela the Ridgeback. Neighbours came back and opened their gates while Scully was crunching on her bone a good 50metres (and out of site behind buildings and caravan) away but suddenly Scully decided the Bulldog was a threat to her bone and raced next door and snapped at the Bulldog. Shouting next door. I don't co...

I Can Do Cute...

.... if I need to

Sunset Contemplation

Blogs we Read

A Scottish Adventure .

Bacchanalia.
1 hour ago
Coming Up Close

People
3 hours ago
Magnon's Meanderings

My Blackberry Jam.
5 hours ago
the aussie empty nester

Continuing
6 hours ago
MY TAKE; doses of Wild YAM

MenoSundays; Life Lived Lovingly
10 hours ago
Yorkshire Pudding

Ceylon
14 hours ago
My Quiet Life in Suffolk

Autumn, Apples and Sweetcorn
1 day ago
The Diary of a Nobody

Some Like It Hot
1 day ago
An English Homestead

Custom Wooden Potting Tray With Metal Bottom
2 days ago
local-kiwi-alien

11th of the 9th
2 days ago
Careering Through Nature

Photo Dump amid more Health Issues
1 week ago
EAGLETON NOTES

Hospital
1 week ago
It's A Crazy World

At last.......Crete....Part 1
2 weeks ago
Cathy @ Still Waters

Off Air….
2 weeks ago
Coffee on the Porch with Me

Aug. 10, 2025
4 weeks ago
crafty-cats-corner

CHECKING FOR A GUN
7 months ago
Life In New Zealand

Farewell My Friends
8 months ago
A Yorkshire Memoir

A Yorkshire Memoir has moved
9 months ago
Views from the bike shed
MadSnapper
Four Paws Etc
northsider
Eccentric Amblings and Ramblings From Gnat Bottomed Towers

Show 5 Show All

Framed

Powered by Blogger

Coyright Tigger 2012