Kaz and Sooz have not yet worked out that the word “don’t” is not in my vocabulary … as in … “don’t do that” … “don’t go in there” … “don’t go under the bed”. All I hear is “do that” … “go in there” and most definitely “go under the bed” which is where I am now that it’s their bedtime and Kaz is wanting to have an early night.
Sooz is already asleep … but I think she will wake up through the night as she often does. I hear her in there and I drag my stringey-thing up the hall so she will hear it and know I am awake too – and ready to play. She doesn’t open the door though – Kaz is the only one that does that in the middle of the night – sometimes. Then she often stays up for a while, has a cup of tea, maybe a few jelly beans and a biscuit and then, half an hour or so later, off she will trot again. Sometimes she even plays stringy-thing or dinosaur or packing tape with me.
They do try to keep me entertained, I’ll give them that although it would be easier if Kaz just accepted that sometimes all I need to be happy is to cuddle and kiss her! Yes, yes, we all know that means something else – heh heh – better go get my teeth and claws ready and see if I can find her.
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