Horse play …

In the starting box … oops, no, that’s one of the Ollie Tedesco drawers.

Kaz forgot to go down to Surfers Paradise this morning to see the horses gallop along the beach. With a little help from Sooz and a visit from Mimi (aka my  Archnemesis), Syl and An’s Blue and Tilly and maybe even this Pip we’ve heard about (she has recently moved in with Ma) and a generous amount of sand in the back yard, we could recreate it for her.  What fun it would be! We could have little jockeys and saddles and silks and maybe bridles or harnesses … oh wait, nope deal’s off!   You will never see this little tabby domestic short hair cat in a harness!

I am freaking Kaz and Sooz out in the evenings now. I sit up near the sink peering out the kitchen window swishing my tail and looking like I’m watching something. Kaz comes over and tries to see, even turning out the light in case bugs are being attracted to the other side of the window and it’s that that I’m looking at. Heh heh … suckers!  It’s just like when they fell for the “Snake … Snake” ruse a little while ago.  It serves them right too because they’re talking about changing my name to Nora.  Nora?  Why Nora? Because yesterday when Sooz and I were home alone I may have jumped on the bed and letting her pat me when my teeth slipped and bit her. Okay it may have happened a bit later in the day as well. When Kaz came home there was some discussion about it and at that point one of them said that I was a bit of a Gnawer. It didn’t take then long to suggest they should have called me that … Gnawer … or, because of their love of wordplay, Nora for short. Not happy Jan… or whatever your names are!

Seriously … do I look like a Nora?  WAIT … where’s my other leg?

A Nigey’s work is never done. Today I’m supervising installation of the new hot water system – my favourite tall person Aiden is doing it but for some reason he hasn’t been inside to let me sniff his socks yet.  

Supervising … supervising … supervising ….

Visitors

Who were all those people here yesterday?  I have met some of them before – Kaz’s relatives they are but they were all a bit younger then … except for the new one … I think they call her RJ – I haven’t seen her before.  They say she’s cute … but I’m not sure about that – and I certainly don’t think she’s cuter than I am (see my previous post … and if you think she is, we may need to talk about that!). But it was good they came because Kaz went off with them to do something with dinosaurs – and she also said something about Smurfs, but I don’t see what the connection could possibly be … dinosaurs lived millions and millions of years and years ago and Smurfs well they’re just magical creatures – a bit like me actually.  I could be blue – if they let me.

When Kaz and the others came back from the dinosaurs, they had a present for me … a … a … well, it has a name I can’t pronounce so I’m just going to call it “Red” – and luckily it doesn’t seem as though it’s going to eat much … otherwise it wouldn’t be able to stay.  They have enough trouble working out what I’m going to eat, let alone what something like Red would eat … especially if it’s as fussy an eater as they say I am.

The family weren’t the only ones who were here yesterday. The electrician came to install the new oven – the oven was delivered a couple of weeks ago and Kaz had been storing it in the garage … and Kaz dragged it from the garage into the house this morning:  she had to drag it because it was too big for her trolley.

It’s a pity she didn’t move the old oven out … when the electrician did, he had it on his trolley and it overbalanced and the glass in the door smashed in the courtyard.  It made a great sound!  Unfortunately he didn’t manage to get it all up on the concrete or out of the grass … and Kaz was saying that she doesn’t understand how he managed to get glass in the grass in the front yard! 

They haven’t finished with men coming to do jobs for them either … they had the man come and do their yards on Tuesday, and the man who came to fix their hot water (they’re so much easier to be around when they’re able to have hot showers) is coming on Wednesday to take the temporary system away – because the new one is being installed by the tall man … that would be Aiden – who always takes his shoes off when he comes inside … and I love his socks!

The great outdoors …

They were up really late the other night – well Kaz was, Sooz had gone to bed fairly early and was fast asleep.  I know, I check on her … because sometimes she’s actually in there eating biscuits … and she gives me some.

Mmm … naps … any where, any time.

I couldn’t believe it today – Kaz opened the screen door and said “Get out there Nigey” … What? Outside?  Me?  They never let me out … they block the door with bags and feet and boxes and whatever comes to hand … they do everything they can to stop me going out.  What type of trick was this?  And wasn’t she the least bit worried I would leg it over the fence to see Jack and his owners?  Apparently not. 

On the inside looking out …

Kaz let me roll around on the bricks out the front and crawl under the wooden seats and sniff the big cage out there (I have been checking the cage out through the office window … it was good to see it up close and personal – and not be shepherded into it!). Finally she scruffed me from out under the seat and carried me back inside and popped me on to the “India” chair (that I love) and said something like:  see, it’s not very interesting out there.  She is so wrong!  I love it and can’t wait to get out there again. 

Did someone say “nap”?

Until then I am enjoying Ollie Tedesco … and the new addition!  It’s big and it’s yellow and it’s apparently something called a typewriter which folk used to write on before they had computers and Bluetooth keyboards.  It is way harder to type on though – judging by how hard Kaz was bashing on the keys to make it write something she could see.  She’s now talking about getting a new ribbon – I hope that isn’t for me … they know how much I hate having things around my neck – or any part of my body really.  (They still can’t find that harness … heh heh heh.)

Time to write my novel .. maybe the story of a CATastrophe.
Looking for inspiration …
Waiting for someone to let the cat out of the bag … just joking … I love it in here!