Of course Uncle Wayne likes me and wants me to keep watch over him while he sleeps at night! But this is really hard to do when he has me locked out of “my” bedroom – which the Mummies are letting him use while he visits us. He seems nice enough – and of course he has been to visit before … you remember him, he’s the one with the squisher bottle which he isn’t afraid to wave around near me … as if he’s going to use it, but he never does.
He spends a bit of time outside – and the least he could do is take me with him! We’d both like that I think. I could talk with him while he’s outside, and see if I could catch some little tidbits to share with him. I caught a lizard today while Kaz had me out there. It looked as though it would be have been a bit tasty too, except I was a little distracted watching Uncle Wayne doing what he was doing – something to do with numbers I think he said – it was to work his brain or something like that. He was doing it inside tonight as well – and he said it was much easier to do if he was actually concentrating on what he was doing rather than watching television at the same time. He gave Kaz a go at doing one too, and she was working really really hard to make sure she finished it before he did. I’m not saying that she is competitive … but everyone else would.
Did you know that some people are allergic to cats? Well, apparently Uncle Wayne is but I am doing what I can to help him. When he got up today … and finally opened the door to “our” bedroom, I wandered in and settled into the spot on the bed he had just vacated … right up against the pillow. It was lovely and warm. And, amazingly, it was still fairly warm when I went back later in the day – but not so warm that I didn’t get in under the sheet and blanket. I don’t know why the Mummies were so shocked that I had done that … it’s not as though I have never done it before … oh, wait … I haven’t. So, what is it about Uncle Wayne? I’m not sure but I can’t think about that now because I can hear him walking up the hall and I want to go and dive under his bed before he can lock me out of our room.
Nigella ... 