Well … there’s no doubt about it, just as Dorothy said in “The Wizard of Oz” (the film) … there’s no place like home. I’d like to say that I’ve been missing Boarding School but we all know that that would be a big fat lie. But … and I am disappointed about this … I haven’t been outside once since I’ve been home … and not through lack of trying! Yes, yes, I do know your stupid rule Kaz … no harness no outside – although that wasn’t the case a couple of weeks ago was it? Not before Aunty M had a word with you and said it wasn’t a good idea to let me go unrestained out into the wild (well, the lawn hadn’t been mowed for a little while, had it?) … just in case I was frightened by a noise and scarpered over (or under … yes, I so too could fit) the fence! And I thought Aunty M liked loved me … hmmmmph … “tough” love … I don’t think I like it!
But Aunty M did come to see me the other night … and to watch television with the Mummies. They say they’re watching television but they seem to spend a lot of time reading while they’re doing it … because the program is in French (not as interesting a language as “cat” but we know most humans can’t cope with the intricacies and complexities of that) – and since neither Aunty M or Kaz actually speak French they have to read the tiny tiny print on the screen that translates it into English. Sooz does speak French so she’s okay with it and sometimes laughs before the others because she gets the “joke” first because she doesn’t have to read it!
I’ve been enjoying naps on the table with Kaz of an evening, being in the penthouse during the day (and night), and playing with my stringey thing – although I’m not quite sure what has happened to Blue ST, I know it came home from Boading School with us.
Nigella ... 