Paradise Point

Our day started with breakfast with two friends at a cafe at Paradise Point. The wind was cold but we were lucky to get a table in the sun. Blue was shared from lap to lap as this cafe had no issues about having a puppy sitting quietly on laps. The pancakes were nice and my berry shake was good except it had lots of strawberry seeds. 

Anita and I walked up and down the main street and were stopped by a couple of women, one of whom used to breed poodles. She thought Blue has probably done most of his growing and said he is definitely a toy poodle and not a mini - only time will tell how big he will grow. Today he weighed in at 4kg. We bought some huge prawns and a piece of mulloway - the politically correct name for jewfish.

Paradise Point is a strange suburb with lovely parklands that have sandy beaches on the Broadwater. Two nearby "island" developments are connected to the mainland by bridges. Parts of Ephram Island were cleared of mangroves, a dreadful decision as these provide essential fish breeding habitat. Sovereign Islands were built from sand islands and from dredging the Broadwater. There are properties worth in excess of $20 million dollars and most well over $2 million. Every house has water frontage but the residents come to the Paradise Point shops as there are minimal facilities on the islands. If sea levels rise these islands must be at high risk of being innundated with tidal waters. 


Back at home we put some things away in the caravan and I took  measurements for midgie flyscreen and security screens for a couple of windows. We did a little more spring cleaning, even though it is still winter. The southerly wind was too cold and quite blustery so I put off spending time outside finishing the critter enclosure. 

While Anita cooked a lovely prawn dish I combed burrs out of Blue's fur. I have discovered the grass in the park at the end of our street is another source of these tiny burrs. I have to use a fine toothed comb to ease them out. Fortunately he is very obliging. Afterwards he had a nap with his not so little lamb.


This evening Blue raced up the stairs with Tilly in pursuit. This game is OK anywhere else in the house, but not on the polished timber staircase as he could slip and fall. We removed the gate from the top of the stairs because Tilly was climbing on it to get to the balcony railing - another dangerous exploit. I now need a gate that will prevent Blue from accessing the staircase, but which Tilly cannot climb. It could be lower but then we would have to bend over each time we want to open it to go down. I deliberately made the first gate easy for people to use, but didn't anticipate the kitten would want to climb it and cling to the top to look down the long drop to the tiled floor below!




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