Nigella …

Those Mummies are very happy this afternoon. M Sooz saw her Medical Oncologist (The Prince of Poisons) this afternoon and her PET scan results came back clear. This means the treatment seems to have worked. She has a follow-up appointment with him in 6 months’ time (the week after she has the follow-up with her Radiation Oncologist aka the Baroness of Burns). There will be another PET scan before those appointments to see how she is going. M Sooz is now in the “recovery” phase – so that’s a great thing.

It is warmer at Jannie at the moment:  24 degrees C when M Kaz took herself down to the water at a quarter of five the other morning. It was strange to see her making coffee that early but as she said, the coffee shop is closed until 5.30 and that’s a long time to wait for her first coffee of the day!

Steve from next door came to trim the Ivy off the common fence yesterday. M Kaz and I kept an eye on him in case he chanced across one of the Cecils and got scared enough to jump off the ladder. He didn’t. I wish Chris the mower man would come – Aunty W and Uncle W are due here in a couple of days and it would be nice if Jannie looked kempt.

I have a new playmate. M Kaz brought them home from Aldi with her the other day. I have heard the word “sibling” , maybe even “brother”. “Sister”? No. They are called Odin – after the dog they saw in “Heart of the Beast” the other day with Aunty M. M Kaz also brought home something for her and M Sooz- that would be a quokka and a wombat (hand puppet). M Kaz has already been taking photos of Odin and me and her and …  hmm, I don’t think I’ve heard that she’s given it a name yet. “No name” doesn’t seem like much of a name.

I remember those Mummies spent the entire trip from Toowoomba to Jannie deciding on my . name. That’s like over two hours; They really do care about me; more than that wombat interloper.

Steve next door has been busy moving dirt into their yard for a new garden for Max (new Gomez) to play in. He’s done three ute loads already and now he’s talking about what’s he’s going to plant there. He told M Kaz this morning it’s going to be Sir Walter Raleigh – which I hope isn’t actually a person. Time will tell.

Despite all odds, M Kaz has gone back to watching the mean girls show. She’s three episodes in now and while the other girls are as mean, the Mummies’ friend who has watched the show says it’s good and you end up feeling sorry for at least one of the mean girls. Time will tell. At least M Kaz isn’t making me watch it with her. That would be mean M Kaz.

“Don’t be going through my stuff, Nigey. You can’t even read.”  (Cats aren’t supposed to read but we do know a bit about paper – and there is heaps of it on M Kaz’s desk.)  And then: “Do you want to get locked out?” after I’d tossed the plush elephant on the floor.

I’d spent the morning, since the Mummies had arrived back from M Sooz’s unsuccessful blood test, being with M Kaz. I was sitting by her feet at the table while she was angsting over her Quordle puzzles – which she probably wouldn’t have if she hadn’t returned a SIX for Wordle. Then when she moved into the office (not to get away from me surely) I joined her – jumping up onto the desk and letting her cuddle me. After that I wanted to have a look around the desk and see what was in each of the cubby holes – and you have to pull things out to have a proper look, which is when she started to be mean to me.
The elephant? I was just being … well, let’s just say it deserved it. The elephant stops me going on the yellow typing machine – a favourite place for me to leave fur – yes, yes, inside the workings which is why M Kaz stationed the elephant there.

Kudos M Kaz on one thing though. She was watching something else this afternoon – a new series based on Stephen King’s novel “Carrie”.  On the basis of a10-minute session, though, M Kaz thinks it should be called “Mean Girls” and has decided it’s not for her. No doubt “Midsomer Murders” will be in all our futures.

M Kaz went out last night – by herself! She left with Aunty M who visited yesterday afternoon so she could get some help with a document (scanning or something) – and M Kaz asked her for a lift to the Grand. A pub! A pub on a Wednesday night! What? I can’t tell you how pleased I was when she came home safe and sound. I ran down from the bedroom and was there at the front door to welcome her – no, it wasn’t so I could slip past her and into the great outdoors. M Sooz told M Kaz I was making a strange mewing noise as I ran. She thinks it was emotion; I think it was more likely that it was strenuous exercise.

The sun is back at Jannie and I’m ever hopeful that my friends will be as well. It would be easier to see them if the grass in the yard was shorter. We could definitely see the Cecils!  Hopefully Chris the lawn guy will visit soon.

OK, someone has to tell M Kaz that she’s now officially watched more than enough ‘Midsomer Murders’. Why, you may ask. I was with her last night and she saw the first frame of the episode and said ‘Oh, it’s the photography one’.  The first frame!! Time to move on, M Kaz. It truly is.  I know she knows that and maybe if someone would remind her of something she likes and would enjoy watching again – and I’m not talking about re-watching the ends of ‘Heart and Souls’ , ‘Sleepless in Seattle’, ‘You’ve Got Mail’, or ‘Nanny McPhee’ she could move on. Come to think of it, maybe she could take up reading instead? 

Well, she didn’t. She watched all of ‘Dante’s Peak’ and all of ‘You’ve Got Mail’ and then, can you believe, she went back to ‘Midsomer Murders’! As long as she’s happy I guess … but it would be nice if she considered how the rest of us might feel about it.

RAWR! No, not ROAR (which could have been my response to more Midsomer) but RAWR which is the new cat food M Kaz has given me tonight. It’s straight out of the fridge and cold … so I haven’t touched it yet.  M Kaz is already imploring, begging and pleading me not to turn my back on it ‘completely’ just yet. Hmmm, You would have thought she would know me better by now.

Today … well, tomorrow.  It was raining when the Mummies dragged themselves out of bed so they could get ready for M Sooz’s PET scan. For some reason which I can’t fathom because I am THE pet, they didn’t need me to go with them.  I let them go out in the rain while I went back to bed – where I still was when they arrived back this afternoon. Yes, this afternoon – and since they left before 7am, that made it a big day for M Sooz – who did take herself straight back to bed when they got home. And what was that you were doing M Kaz? Was it ‘Midsomer Murders’?  Roar!!!!!