Nigella …

Well what a busy month we are having so far.  Can you believe M Kaz has finally made it to the tip – but not to throw out things – she was delivering a load of clothes to the charity bins there and she was so intent on doing that that she forgot about the big box on the back seat.  That would be the one the typewriter came in – it’s big and filled with packing material.  It doesn’t surprise me that almost a week later, it’s still there.  But I’m not complaining about the way they hold on to boxes around here!  I have a new one which used to be filled with bowls of hot and spicy noodles (did someone say ‘Costco’?).  It’s a lovely size and I will move to that when I finally outgrow the Amazon box I’m currently loving and spending time in.  

It seems like I’m not the only one M Kaz takes to the vet.  The other day she scooped up M Sooz and took her!  Okay, okay – I should say it was just to take her for a drive and she didn’t make her get out of the car when she ducked in to get my dental cookies.  Yes, I am still hoing in to them – how could I not – they are so yummy (and M Kaz thinks they are doing me good but let’s see what the verdict is when I have my next check-up).    

It’s the last couple of days of Summer – mind you, if you didn’t know it is Summer, you wouldn’t guess – not with the amount of rain we’ve had lately.  It’s been torrential in the morning when M Kaz is getting ready to go down to the water in the mornings.  Water?  It’s all been in the yard!

No, I am not running around like a ‘nut job’, Mummies. You have me mistaken for someone else. Someone who you didn’t leave home alone last night while you went to Toowoomba. What was that all about anyway? And this on the day after M Kaz dragged me along to the Vet for a check-up because of that patch of missing fur on my chest. The good news is that the missing fur is not serious – although they did pop a topical ointment on it. Did they mention the word ‘steroid’ and should we all be concerned about ‘roid rages’?

I couldn’t believe they left me alone overnight and didn’t even think to organise for Aunty M to come and see me. Yes, yes, I know Aunty M is … well, I’m not sure what she is except pretty busy because those Mummies don’t always tell me what’s going happening but I do know Aunty M isn’t away at the moment because the Mummies are having breakfast with her tomorrow.

Actually … that’s yesterday now. I cannot believe how fast the days are zooming past. It’s Valentine’s Day in a couple of days and I still haven’t gotten anything (or anyone – he he) for M Kaz to share with M Sooz.
And now here it is Valentine’s Day (!?!) in what seemed to be just a blink of an eye. The good news is that I did have a thought of what to give the Mummies – and as it turns out, it’s the only red thing I own – my lovely red rubber band. I left it in M Kaz’s shoe last night. I hope they like it. They have seen it before, of course, and they have picked it up off the floor enough – and, no doubt, will do so again – along with all my other rubber bands.

It’s been pretty wet here at Jannie the last couple of days. it was so wet yesterday morning, M Kaz didn’t even pretend that she was going to go down to the Broadwater for coffee and to take photographs. She did go this morning though – and came back with photographs of some very wet seagulls and even wetter pelicans. Where do birds go in the rain if they’re not hanging out at the Broadwater with the early morning coffee drinkers – and there was no shortage of those coffee drinkers this morning – and it was just the regulars this morning (because of the rain. M Kaz doesn’t mind that.

I strongly suspect the Mummies did something different for their Saturday breakfast today. They left much later than they usually do on – and when they arrived back at Jannie, I was sure I caught the whiff of pork buns, soy noodles and dumpling.

It’s still raining this afternoon, although not as heavily as it has been. The birds have been back out on the telegraph (or are they power?) lines, and I’ve been back in my mango box for most of the afternoon. Have to love Saturdays.

Mmmmmm …. creamy treats that fit on a teaspoon – and definitely don’t fill a growing cat up M Kaz  What were you thinking?  But at least the wet cat food has made another appearance so she is getting something right.   No, it’s not Applaws but it isn’t silly Whiskas or Dine so I can (read: will) eat it.  

I can tell M Kaz is back ‘at work’ because she’s started locking me out of our office again.  I’ve told her I won’t lie on the transcription foot pedal or sit on the keyboard of the computer while she’s trying to work but for some unknown reason, she doesn’t believe me.   Mind you, it doesn’t sound as though things are going well in there – with or without me. I know she thinks M Sooz and I can’t hear her cussing when she loses work off the computer when it crashes (did someone say ‘black screen of death’?) – and it does seem to be doing it a lot.  That being said, she’s more patient than she usually is when she’s having computer issues so maybe she’s mellowed in her old age – and no, I’m not allowed to say how old she is going to be this year, so don’t even think about asking me!

It’s still quite warm here at Jannie – but not nearly as warm as it was last week.  The Mummies have the AC on most days at the moment though and it does leave the house at a nice temperature – for them.  I’m not really a fan and have been spending a lot of time in on my iron board with the clothes that M Kaz still hasn’t managed to get out of the house.  I know she means well but she does drag her feet a bit sometimes.  I think if Aunty Wendy had come down last weekend as we’d all hoped she would, the clothes would have magically disappeared before she arrived, but, alas, she had to cancel.  

I keep checking outside for any sign of Cecil or other friends but I haven’t seen any of them for a while now.  There are a few birds about but they don’t seem to want to be that friendly – not like the one that was playing with Mimi the other day – keeping safe in her mouth while they were playing.  I don’t think Aunty M thought that was a good idea but by the end of their play, the litte bird had re-joined its parent on the balcony.  I wish I could play with birds too.  I wonder if Mimi would mind if I came to live with her for a bit?

I’m still not sure when Uncle Wayne is coming to visit.  I’m expecting him to visit two times – once to see me, and the other time to look after me while those Mummies are away in Sydney and seeing ‘silo art’ – and collecting Easter Eggs along the way for me!

And speaking of eggs – who knew I don’t like them?  M Kaz cooked some scrambled eggs with toast for her breakfast this morning (yes – you read that right – ‘M Kaz cooked’!) and when she offered me some – I refused.  They were a lovely yellow though – which M Kaz said was because they were freshly laid at the place where Aunty Roz is currently staying.  The Mummies are hoping for some more when they see her next – not me though.

I was there first regardless of what story M Kaz tries to spin. She moved her feet in the bed and I had no choice but to defend my territory and if that required some gentle nail action so be it. This isn’t the story M Kaz told the other Mummy this morning. She suggested she was minding her own business – fully aware that I was on the end of the bed – and she did nothing to provocate me before I launched on her with nails and fangs! What a load of rubbish as M Sooz realised: did she draw blood? No. (I was very careful not to.) So it wasn’t that bad said M Sooz. I will have to be careful not to get her tonight or my cover will be blown. And speaking of covers, it is a bit unsporting for M Kaz to put a quilt on the bed so she can hide her legs under there. Clever girl! (although not quite as clever as the velociraptors in the Jurassic Park movies)

Thank goodness the tennis is finally over and we have gone back to watching regular programming including ‘Hard Quiz’ and home renovation shows. I am waiting for them to find a series they blth like yes, yes, I know they like Madame Blanc but they don’t always watch it here last week they went down to Aunty M’s to watch it so I’ll never know what happened. I don’t think they’ll ever watch the whole series again like they did with ‘Midsomer Murders’.

It looked like it might rain here today but no such luck so it remains hot and humid. I have been sleeping in on the irobing board because it is quite cool in there and when I’m not there, I’m usually hanging around the office with M Kaz.

I’ve started putting myself in the basket under the typewriter shelf and that is cosy enough although sometimes I just like to be where I can have my leg or legs hanging out to cool down, because you know they don’t leave the fan or the AC on for me.

I’m thinking of going on a hunger strike if M Kaz doesn’t start serving up some of the food I like. I like my dental cookies well enough but sometimes I like something I don’t have to crunch my way through. No, no, I don’t like Dine in the jelly varieties regardless of whether it is fishy-flavoured and the Whiskas isn’t a big hit either. And no, I don’t much care if the Applaws has gone up in price, Mummies, I like it probably best of all. And there’s no point trying to tempt me with those little tubes of ‘treats’… unless they’re good and then we can see.