Month: October 2021

Have I mentioned how grateful I am that Kaz types up my blog posts for me? I would be even more grateful if she’d get my claws manicured (read: cut back) so I could do it myself! She’s so slow sometimes it’s all I can do to stay awake. 🙂

I wonder what they’re up to.  Most mornings those Mummies have their alarms sound just after sun rise, they get up (surprising I know) and then they go off somewhere in the car. They often come back smelling of coffee … and Pelicans!  Can you believe that?  I think they’re going off to the Broadwater to have a walk and a coffee or maybe just a coffee … or they could be going somewhere else completely … you never can tell with those two. 

This morning when they came back they were talking about having seen a dolphin … and then, later in the day, they were saying they were sorry they hadn’t seen the snake other folk saw.  The Council closed the Ian Dipple Lagoon (that’s where they went today … also known as Charis Seafoods or Pelicanos) this afternoon so they could remove the sea snakes. Kaz didn’t say how many there were.

I think Uncle Wayne is coming back later this week … that would be good because I’m not sure Kaz has really learned how to cook scones yet.  She could do with another lesson (or two).  I’m not sure I’m going to be able to give up my bed for him this time … I have become quite accustomed to being in there, taking up as much room as I can on our bed, and even though I love him lots, it has taken this long for the “boy germs” to vacate the room.

And yes, Sooz, you are right “I am adorable; a lovely little cat” even though I have been galloping up and down the hall at all times of the day and night lately … and not just because I have been a-feared of the big storms we’ve been having.

I was able to help Sooz with the cooking tonight … she was having steak. That will make a nice change from the chicken she and I had for lunch today … no, don’t be silly, it wasn’t a WHOLE chicken!

I cannot believe they didn’t bring me anything back from Toowoomba or that they didnt take me with them … I was packed and everything. They were gone for ages and going to visit family is not really a good enough excuse for leaving me at home alone and not bringing me anything back. They really are incredibly lucky that I don’t run amok while they’re away.

The only good news is that Aunty M (thank you!) came to spend time with me while they were away.  I wasn’t expecting her so that was a lovely surprise. I don’t know why they think leaving me out lots of cookies and water is enough to keep me sustained … but at least they didn’t cart me off to Aunty Rosemary’s like last time!

It was good to have Aunty M’s company because I do get a bit lonely. My toys do what they can, they even come to the food bowls to keep me company while I’m eating so I don’t feel quite so deserted.  

I might have to have words with the Mummies though about maybe leaving a radio or the television on for me when they go off; I’ve read all the books I can reach on the shelves. Although, speaking of books, they did bring an interesting one back with them from Toowoomba – “Over one hundred and fifteen years of news from The Daily Telegraph Mirror”. Kaz spent some time reading it with me this afternoon – and I think she was memorizing dates from it … something to do with that Trivia they’re always going off too.  I’m not an expert but I think she would stand a better chance with the remembering if she wrote stuff down rather than just saying it over and over again to herself – I know she’s been doing that: I see her lips moving.

And, just for the record, regardless of what Kaz or Sooz would have you believe, I was not the one who put a hole in the tube of Kaz’s sleeping machine. Thank goodness someone knows how to use a BandAid (or two or three) around here.

Well that was a good trick I played on Sooz Mummy.  She was so worried today when she couldn’t find me that she phoned Kaz Mummy who was out and about foraging for my Fancy Feast crunchies – and just as well she was too because there was about to be a huge fracas here if she didn’t. Had I managed to escape Sooz was wondering.  Kaz assured her I had not.  And together they worked out a plan trap … I know they worked on it together because neither of them is cluely enough to have thought of it by themselves.  And it wasn’t really all that involved or complex a plan trap either … it was just to make me think that Sooz was opening the bedroom door … because we all know how I live to get out there.  It’s somehow much more exciting than the front yard – where I had been with Kaz only this morning.

“Make sure you have the bedroom door closed before you open the outside door” – did I hear that or just imagine it?  Doesn’t matter because that’s exactly what Sooz Mummy did … and when I heard the outside door opening … I was there at the bedroom door in a second – half-a-second actually … and when she opened the door I scarpered over to the door to the backyard – but it was already closed.  Drat!  But at least I didn’t reveal my hiding spot.

Besides that bit of drama this morning, all has been much the same here without Uncle Wayne around.  I am missing him … of course … but I have been consoling myself by sleeping on his bed, and the ironing board, and the coach … and … well, just anywhere I want to.  It’s good being the cat.   

Where is he? Come back already Uncle Wayne!