Sunday Schedule (so far)

Wee early hours: walk around making some purring noises.

6:00am: walk around meowing.

6:33am: play on Sooz’s side table.

6:35am: walk over bed and pillows.

6:36am: knock water bottle off Kaz’s side table.

6:38am: breakfast (finally!)

6:45am: back to bed for (forced) cuddles with Kaz

7:01am: grooming … grooming … grooming (a girl has to look her best).

7;13am: monster Sooz.

A cat’s life …

What a busy week for a small cat! I’m always finding something to do – including pushing things off flat surfaces (part of my cat heritage!) and tearing up paper products.
I’ve also spent a fair amount of time in puberty this week – it’s not easy being a teenager! Sooz and Kaz really have booked me in to see the Vet next week – hopefully I’m out of this round of puberty by then otherwise they may not be able to “do” me.
I had three visitors this week – and all of them seem to think I’m cute – and are keen to lavish me with pats and affection. Love it! And … great excitement … I may be getting a playmate! Not for keeps – but – Sooz and Kaz may be looking after Dzambhala when his mother is overseas in August. Dzambhala has stayed here before – so it would be good for him to be somewhere familiar while his human is away. I’ll have to work out which of my humans I will let him play with in the early hours of the morning though. Hmmm. That will require some thought!

Happy Birthday Mummy!

Happy Birthday Mummy! I didn’t forget. I hope you liked what I did for you – it took ages but you are totally worth the effort! I like to think of it as: Nigella: 60; Tissues:O

Leaps and bounds

They keep wearing me out! Kaz keeps starting that game with the stringy thing – and that takes quite a lot of energy since she has me jumping over the bed and into the air over and over again. She keeps telling Sooz that she is going to set up the camera so she can photograph one of my leaps.
I still haven’t been enticed into the cat hideaway box although Kaz does keep trying. She is nothing if not persistent. She makes the stringy thing land in the box and then waits for me to pull it out. She sometimes has to wait a while. So far I’ve only had my legs in, and maybe my head … but no more!
I am now locked out of three rooms: the office (too many things I can knock off surfaces … and sitting on the telescope is now a no-no); the toilet (what’s so wrong with shredding toilet paper?) and the newly-de cluttered second bedroom (and now home to Sooz’s crystals). I’m still not allowed in the cupboards, or the fridge or the dishwasher, and at this rate, there will soon be nowhere in the house I can go. Hmmm.