Oh my goodness … are normal services never going to resume around here? You would have thought that after their holiday, Sooz and Kaz would have been rested, refreshed … and ready to do my bidding. Not so much. It’s like I have to retrain them. Finally, today, I did manage to get Kaz to do some note-taking for me. About time I say … but not too loudly unless Kaz wanders off to work on her Ravi road trips blog.
Otherwise they have been looking after me nicely since my return although I’d prefer it if Kaz would move my transport box (which looks surprisingly like a cage) back outside to wherever she found it. I’m sure (am I really?) that she doesn’t actually mean to keep me on edge – as if the thunder and lightening of this week’s storms aren’t doing that enough!
I finally got to meet this Roz person they go on about. She’s nice enough – and she did give me a lovely massage. Was it better than Aunty M’s face rubs? What do you think? (See what I did there?)
During one of the storms this week, I found a new friend … or it would have been had they let me out to do a proper introduction. They didn’t … so I’m just going to call him Kermit! Kermit the frog. I didn’t want to be horrible to him – we would have played, had a few laughs, hung out for a while. Try as I might, though, I wasn’t able to get them to let me out. I had suspected they trusted me not – and now I know for sure! I may have to have a word with them about the trust relationship MiMi (MAN*) and Aunty M have. I’ve heard them talk about how Mouse got M to introduce her to a not-yet-full-grown swan the other day, and how Aunty M lets her carry little lizards around IN HER MOUTH. All I ask is that they give me a chance to show how kind and compassionate I can be too.
* My Arch Nemesis
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