I can’t believe they let Dzambo go home – and just after Istarted liking him and all. I admit I didnt like having him here at first – he was intruding on my territory after all – even though technically he was here first – or so Kaz and Sooz say. He stayed here last October when he was just a kitten and his mother was in India. That explains some of the toys I’ve found around the house … like the mouse and the feathers – I figured they weren’t Sooz and Kaz’s. But that’s not what’s important right now … what is is the other cool stuff he brought with him. The best was his cat tower – which arrived the day before he did – so I had a heap of time to play on it before he got here. I’m glad Sooz and Kaz noticed because they decided they needed to get me one – and it arrived on Friday – and then I helped Kaz assemble it on Sunday night. It took us forever! At least my bestie Dzambo didn’t have to see that! He’d already been sent home on Saturday- and they didn’t even check with me if it was okay! I know it looked as though I was pestering him (and maybe I was) but it was good to have someone else to rub noses with and play with … yes there were growls and snarls and some claws and maybe a scratch or two – but it was all good fun – and after those first few days he wasn’t spending all his time under the couch. And who knew it would be so comfy under there: I’ve been spending a bit of time under there since he left – and yes, I do fit … and I fit in the hammock on the cat tree too!
Nigella ... 