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Goodbye Olympus My Life 07 FEB 2013

craig lotter with olympus the catLast night was pretty cool in that Retha and Miguel came over to visit, this being the first time that Miguel has set foot in South Africa after a long 2 year absence! The four of us took Jessie out for some sun-downer Spur, before heading home for coffee and some of Chantelle’s delicious baked cheesecake as dessert. However, this wasn’t the only reason that last night kind of stood out: for the first time in nearly 5 years, there was no familiar bundle of fur lying on the couch or waiting to greet us outside, no meowing as supper time approached, and no bowls of water and pellets littering the kitchen floor.

Yes, we are finally cat free – at long last Olympus has found a new home! :)

We first got Olympus as a kitten (together with Coco) way back in June 2008, and up until Jessica was born two and a bit years ago, he was a central part of our little family. Unfortunately though, as responsibilities piled up and both Chantelle and I got more and more busy, he started to become more of a nuisance than an asset and a while back we made the decision that should we run into any loving homes that would take our cats off of our hands, then we’d happily give them away.

Of course with Achilles having such a soft spot in Monty’s heart, it was no wonder that we managed to get rid of him pretty quickly, but it was a different story with Olympus. However, that all finally changed when one of the girls at the Sacred Ground Deli in Franschhoek learned that we were trying to give away our cat, and seeing as she lives alone, loves animals and really, really could do with some feline company, it just seemed like the perfect match.

So anyway, Chantelle made the kitty transfer on Wednesday afternoon and so far we haven’t gotten a call demanding to take him back, or to tell us that he’s run away, so all’s well that ends well then I guess.

baby-jessica-lotter-sleeping-with-olympus-cat

Well, I’m sure Chantelle will get more feedback on how the kitty transfer is going during her next delivery to Franschhoek this week anyway (tomorrow funnily enough), but so far I must say that I am yet to miss the furry little critter. As it turns out, it doesn’t seem like Jess has spotted him missing either. Only Chantelle reckons she misses him a little, which just goes to show, I’m obviously not much of a pet person any more…

So yes, goodbye adorable Mr. Olympus, thank you for all the love you’ve shown us over the years and sorry that we couldn’t quite return it in the end. Nevertheless, I am sure you’ll enjoy all the love, care and attention that your new owner will provide – which she’d better do unless she likes the prospect of having dead “presents” delivered to her bedroom door!

Braai Room Fun (or why Olympus is not Impressed with Us) My Life 12 SEP 2012

Although we kind of put the brakes on all our interior decorating desires for the house ages ago, I must say that the addition of the furry carpet in the braai room has really turned it from being a bit of an unused white elephant into Jessica’s and my personal playground.

Jessica watching Shaun the Sheep

(This could of course largely be attributed to the fact that the front half of the braai room is now officially regarded as Jessica’s playroom – basically all the toys are stored there these days!)

So apart from the rather obvious braais and usage of the area as a storage locale for all Chantelle’s baking ingredients, Jessica and I use the braai room to:

a) watch Shaun the Sheep and Timmy Time
b) read books together (and by read I mean page through books)
c) play xbox (and wrestle the controller away from Jessica)
d) press every conceivable button available
c) play with the Lego blocks
d) torture Olympus the cat
e) braai (funnily enough)

In any event, there really isn’t much of a point to this particular post – I merely needed an excuse to post these two pictures of Olympus looking not so amused with Daddy and Jessica! :)

Olympus being not particularly impressed with Jessica and myself

Trying to play it nonchalant, despite the two rather colorful rings that have been placed on his unsuspecting tail

Needless to say, those two pictures make this entire post worth it. Of course, I’ll throw in a random braai photo just to make this whole thing that little more legit:

Nifty.

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Olympus Quota Pic My Life 09 AUG 2011

Olympus is not particularly pleased that he isn’t getting very much blog time as of late, especially when it seems like his brother still manages to grab the headlines every now and then, like here and here as an example.

So in order to please my fluffy white and black boy who only ever looks for love when he wants more pellets in his bowl, and in order to safeguard against any revenge attacks against my pot plants or other property (or even baby), here is a picture of him having decided to throw over the washing basket and take refuge inside – who know for what insidious purpose indeed!

(Hopefully this will make him happy).

Rocking Chair: Space for Two? My Life 05 DEC 2010

Although we haven’t gotten around to setting up and beautifying Jessica’s baby room just yet, we do at least have all the furniture in place, you know, the big things like the compactum and cot, and of course the all important rocking chair which will most certainly be used on a daily basis by Chantelle and little Jessie.

Now of course, in order to ensure that the rocking chair will in fact handle this dual load, it needs to be properly tested of course.

Enter Achilles and Olympus…

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Olympus Tries on a Dressing Gown My Life 25 NOV 2010

Okay, it is fair to say with all this blog coverage regarding my premature, newborn daughter fighting away in the NICU, not much time has been giving to the other, more furry scallywag Country Mews Lotter Clan members, namely Achilles and Olympus.

So here’s the update then.

Notice how clean and sparkly soft that white looks? So did Olympus :(

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Digger be Dead My Life 13 OCT 2010

The Cape golden mole. An extremely cute little fellow as far as I’m concerned, soft, streamlined, and oh so cuddly from a distance. However, it is entirely possible that I am one of the few people to actually like the little guy, considering the fact that a) they are quite common in Cape Town and b) their nasty little ‘runner’ trails are usually quite devastating to otherwise normally perfectly manicured lawns.

Chantelle is one of the people who are DEFINITELY not so fond of this little creature. We’ve encountered these mammals before at Nagua Bay, but that was before we owned our own patch of lawn and looked after our own little garden, meaning that this cuddly critter ranks rather high on Chantelle’s “to kill” list – probably more so considering the fact that one of these fellows has in fact been terrorizing our lawn since we moved in.

But I’m afraid our little digger is now without a doubt DEAD. Having survived our German neighbour’s attempts to kill him with a potent mix of liquid human compost, the gutsy guy finally ran out of luck when it came to our two own home-grown furry killers, Achilles and Olympus, who unceremoniously hauled the small thing in via the en-suite bathroom window and proceeded to ‘play’ with it until it simply couldn’t play any more, all done in the wee early hours of Tuesday morning.

Of course, seeing as I am the only one up at that time, I was tasked with the capture of the half dead little creature as well as the disposal of it (with the help of my trusty skoppie and brush).

Because Chantelle wasn’t looking (in other words, she wasn’t there to cut off its head), I collected and simply tossed it over the back wall in the hopes that it may somehow recover its strength and mend its broken little body over time, though the later observed ominous signs of guinea fowl standing over the exact area where I earlier flung the little fellow certainly seems to indicate that my hopes might be in vain.

Nevertheless, Chantelle is pleased as punch, though the cats appear to be a little annoyed with me.

Related Link: http://www.biodiversityexplorer.org/mammals/afrosoricida/chrysochloris_asiatica.htm

How to Spot Someone working from Home My Life 08 OCT 2010

Just before we moved into the new place at Country Mews, I grabbed this shot of Olympus staring forlornly out the front door, confused as crap as to what was happening all around him and why our flat was suddenly more than half empty.

However, looking at this photo something else suddenly jumped to my mind.

No wonder the whole of Nagua Bay would know when I was working from home on any particular day – just spot the lonesome car out in the parking lot! :)

The lone Getz, an instant tip-off that I was working from home...