If they think they can soften me up by giving me things for Christmas, they are sadly mistaken. This does not make it okay for them to go away and leave me for days at a time! Well, overnight … but they are still gone for days! And yes, they do arrange for Aunty M to come and see me … but she isn’t them … and she usually reeks of carries the gentle scent of my arch nemesis MiMi. But at least when she came while they were away in Ipswich this time, I was able to show her my caravan!!
Yes, you heard me … a caravan … so now I can pack up and go whenever I want. I don’t have to hang around in the bag waiting for them to take me with me.
Come to think about it, I’m a little bit sad they didn’t let me go to Rosemary’s so I could have said I’d been somewhere too … but no, that’s not true … otherwise how would I get to see Aunty M. I love Aunty M. She is so kind and wonderful and she gives me the best pats and face rubs (are you listening Kaz and Sooz … are you getting jealous yet? I hope so!) and I would live with her, in a hearbeat, if she asked me. (Are you listening Sooz and Kaz … really, I’m not joking!)
I bet Aunty M wouldn’t be taking photographs of me all the time because that’s sometimes all that it seems Kaz does. And if she’s not doing it, she’s asking Sooz to do it for her. Still, if she didn’t take as many photos, I wouldn’t have them to put on my blog. (Aunty M would probably take better photos though … Kaz … are you listening?)
Heh heh … I know I’ve got the last laugh on them for leaving me here alone though … Aunty M left them some cookies the other day when she was here visiting me and they think she left them 10 of them … but did she? Did she really … or did she leave more and I ate them … or hid them … or … stay tuned!
Nigella ... 