divebunnie

Ah… it was lovely to be back in the water again after a few days dry with my mum.

As there was a chance she might have wanted to snorkel at Jackson, I decided to jump in and dive Woodhouse reef.

To be honest, it wasn’t a particularly lively dive… however there were just swarms of fusiliers munching on the bunches of tunicates floating around like grapes which was quite cool to watch. I did see a baby napoleon wrassed pottering along which was quite cool. And then for a split second, thought I had seen a couple of small sharks out in the blue, only to realise that they were milk fish!!! Doh! But funny.

Ged was my buddy, who amazingly lasted a whole 45 mins before freezing his butt off and ending the dive. Well he was in a shortie, and I got cold in my drysuit after 35mins! It was 23ºC, so I think I was being a bit of a wuss.

DiveBunnie Home

OK, so we all knew it was going to happen, but when it did, it was a little bit of a shock.

The kittens have finally managed to clamber up onto the wall of the balcony and for sure will soon be jumping off and discovering the world at large, just like their mum. However the jump is a pretty big one, and I am not on the ground floor, so room for error is minimal!

So… inevitably 2 days after our first nailbiting moment as we witnessed tiny Tigger up on the balcony wall, I got woken up by some distressed kitten mewling coming from somewhere other than the balcony! Yes, there he was sat on our stairs somewhat shocked to find himself there. Mum was wandering around equally disturbed, but he is now just a little too big for her to carry him and jump back up at the same time. Hence the mewling… to bring in the human cavalry.

Thankfully in true cat-like fashion, he had landed on his feet, come to no harm and will no doubt be doing it again, but maybe in a little while, once he is a little stronger.