Month: August 2020

Those two never cease to amaze me. Kaz did something really strange last Saturday morning. She went into her office and came out wrih something that looked like a surfboard with legs. Then she pulled out another thing – she called it a name – no, she didn’t, she said something like it wasn’t Brian … the iron. Ahh … so this is ironing – making wrinkled things smoothe. Hmm. Why doesn’t Sooz do something like that? Because Kaz did it for her. (Did you think I was talking about something other than their shirts? How rude would that be … and yes, we all do know that Kaz and Sooz do say that I am rude – not sure why but they do).

They have been out a bit lately but I don’t mind that so much since I have Tibet. I love Tibet. And my couch. And the washing machine. I love everything.  Especially cuddling on the table with Kaz … no, no, she’s not on the table … I am!  I’m doing that right now as I dictate this to her. It’s good too because it means I can whisper it to her so Sooz doesn’t overhear and spoil any surprises when she reads the blog.

It’s getting colder now and I spend most mornings in Tibet, especially if Sooz still has her electric blanket on.
When they went to Ikea with Aunty M the other day, they bought me another dinosaur – a big green Trex.  Whenever she thinks I’m asleep on the couch now, Kaz gets him and puts him (and sometimes Matilda too) next to me.  It seems to make her happy!  Humans, hey?

I don’t think it could have been any noisier today. When I heard Sooz was in possible danger, I raced up to the bedroom to check and yes there was a man outside the window (read: glass doors). I wasn’t sure what he was doing but I was determined to keep her safe if he stepped off the grass and onto the deck.  Kaz didn’t seem that concerned – she just kept talking to Son but I did notice she closed the window so it wouldn’t be quite as noisy.  Ahhh … finally I realised what was happening … it was Mark out there and he was here to do the lawns.  Would it be too difficult to just tell me so I wasn’t worried? 

Son smelled … a lot.  That’s not a bad thing … there was a whiff of water dragon, dog, possum, koala and possibly bat. She and Mark are part-time wildlife folk and this morning they’d been out at some place called Jimboomba helping another wildlife person with the 16 rescue koalas she currently has in her care. They could have brought me one to play with!  But Son did let me play in her bag which was nice of her. After they left us, they were going to Wet And Wild where they were going to release a Waterdragon that had almost drowned on a slide there and probably would have had the person who found it not given it mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and CPR.

Otherwise it has been business as usual here – stringey-thing … electric blanket … Tibet … more photos. 

What the … ?  Just … what the … ?  I know I have been wanting to go outside (and not with that stupid harness on Kaz) but what was she thinking yesterday!  She came in carrying a red and wire cage … I think I remember from over a year ago when she took me to the vet for a big sleep … and then when I came home I had to be a ConeHead for a while – like a week or 10 days – so I wouldn’t pull out my stitches before the vet could!  Oh my … there are some not pleasant memories there. 

And then, here’s the cage again … I didn’t have to wonder what it meant for long because Kaz had scooped me up, put me in, and then held my head down as she lowered the trap door … oops, that would be the lid.  She threw a towel over the whole thing and off we went … I think An was just coming in as we were leaving because there was some talking … but then Kaz and I were in the car and on our way … to the vet!  It can never be anything nice can it … but at least I should be thankful that there was no temperature-taking this time (that can be a wee bit uncomfortable) – and I know my weight now – 5.35kg.  So, I was there to be vaccinated (whatever that is … but I can tell you it does involve a jab with a needle) and having my claws clipped (try saying that 10 times quickly).  It wasn’t totally unpleasant and I do have new food from the vet now … which is so yummy that when Kaz was getting me some out this morning and putting it on my bowl, I had to have some before she could even get it down off the bench.  Mmmmm … scrumptious! 

I was a bit tired last night though and I spent most of the evening curled up in Kaz’s arms at the table while she watched The Mentalist (he’s already taken care of Red John so it wasn’t too scary) and played one of her Casino games on her tablet.  She called Sooz out to have a look at me at one point because she was concerned that there was something wrong with me – maybe a reaction to the vaccination – because I was … what was the word she used …. “quivering” – which is odd because I always thought that had something to do with arrows.
When she went to bed she carried me to my bed on the couch (thank you Sooz!) and told me to let them know if I needed them during the night.  I didn’t though and I must have had a good night’s sleep because the next thing I knew there alarms were going off and Kaz was coming out to feed me.  Then, tummy full of yummy food, I joined Sooz on the bed for my morning nap … in Tibet … actually under Sooz’s shawl which has a label which says “Tibet”.  I don’t know what it is about Kaz at the moment but she seems to be taking more photos of me than usual – especially when I’m trying to sleep … in Tibet – or anywhere really!

I love the new electric blanket!  Sooz sometimes has it on during the day and it’s wonderful to cuddle up next to her and have a nap.  It would be even better if they let me sleep on it all the time but they are still insisting on locking me out of the bedroom at night.  I showed them the other night though – just as Kaz was getting ready to put me out (do they not realise I can hear what they are saying?), I dove under the bed so she couldn’t reach me.  She is so predictable!  She went out to the kitchen and rattled my cat cookies as though I would go running for them: nope.  Next she pretended she was opening the door to outside as though I would make a dash for it: nope.  And then she settled in bed pretending she was going to sleep as though I would fall for that trick and jump up on to the bedside table: nope … almost.  I managed to resist for nearly half an hour and then I only came out because I was positive Kaz couldn’t possibly still be pretending to be asleep;  usually her head hits the pillow and she drifts off mid-sentence – usually hers! But no … she was still awake and before I knew it, the light was on (does she not realise how sensitive my eyes are?), she was sitting up in bed, scooping me up and, laughing manically (or so it seemed to me), carrying me out to my bed on the couch in the living room – before she ran back to the bedroom, calling out over her shoulder something that sounded like “night Nigey” and then “Karen: 1 Nigella: none” – and then I couldn’t hear any more because she shut the bedroom door.  Sometimes crying outside the closed door will get me back in, but I had no doubt that it wouldn’t this time.

Kaz has been getting up a bit earlier – her alarm goes off just after 7 (so she can feed me) but often she hits the snooze button and goes down for a bit more of a kip. Not the last couple of days though … there has been noise somewhere outside and she has been getting up and coming to stand in the bathtub to look out my window.  It turns out the neighbours have put in a new garden shed – which peeks just over the side fence, but it’s almost the same colour as it, so that’s not too bad. I don’t know what they’re going to be like when they start putting that lighting tower up out the back.  I reckon that will be a bit noisy.

I really freaked Sooz out the other day.  I know she’s not that keen on having Cecil in the yard so the other day, when we were home alone, I sat at the glass doors in the bedroom just looking around intently.  She didn’t know what I was looking at … which was a big nothing … but it really did have her going.  I heard her tell Kaz about it when she got home.

And speaking of them getting home … and I think this has a lot to do with Cecil, or maybe just that the sensor light doesn’t cast enough onto the front door, but when they come home at night know, Kaz is wearing a light on her head!  It looks odd, and it’s really bright, but they both seem to think it’s a good idea.