Could this lockdown please, please be over soon? There is only so much one small cat (that would be Me) can do to keep the adults entertained. I’m doing what I can – have been for weeks now – and I’m running out of tricks … and patience.
I did manage to find a new hiding place in an insulated bag between the couch and the wall in the lounge area the other day – but can you believe Kaz must have heard me shimmy into it – because I hadn’t been in there for a minute before she was peering over the couch – and taking a photograph and telling Sooz. Yes, there is no privacy here.
Aunty M visits every few days (thank Goodness!) and even though she doesn’t come in Kaz and Sooz are quite happy to see her. I’m sure it’s not just because she brings them presents – Chocolate Easter things(were they lambs or sheep?), croissants, coffee, Mouse’s soup … that’s not soup made with Mouses, it’s soup made BY Mouse – which is what they call M’s Mum (she likes cheese) but I think I mentioned that last time. The days are all just running into each other.
Now, where was I? That’s right … it’s all well and good for Sooz and Kaz to be happy to see M, but I haven’t had one of her face rubs forever! And Kaz, it really isn’t very helpful when you say I could go out and have one if I’d just put on the harness – yes, we know that of which you speak – that stupid, stinking, scratchy, smelly harness. I am thinking about it though. Hard.
Kaz is spending a lot of time in the garden these days with her camera. That suits me fine … especially since flies come back in with her. They’re fun to chase. And I know that there’s a Gecko (whatever that is) somewhere in Sooz’s bathroom that she’s worried I’ve already eaten. I haven’t … but I will if I can ever find it. I wonder what it looks like.
They’re now talking about replacing MY venetian blinds in the kitchen – just because I may have contributed to the recent breakage. I’m not exactly sure when I started to get in between the blinds and the window – but don’t for a moment think it’s easy for a smallish cat to squeeze between those slats where there’s very little (read! no) leeway. I know they were concerned I would break them but it wasn’t me who did it … it was Kaz. She did it! She did it! We all saw it! Now I’m just going to play with the one’s in Sooz’s office. I’ll show them!
Nigella ... 