Well, it’s wonderful to be settled back in at home again, and to be eating my food (or not eating it as the case may be) and using my own litter tray. These are the things that make life worth living. That and being able to get out into the front yard – that hasn’t happened yet but there’s always tomorrow.
I slept on the Mummies’ bed for part of last night – it was good to be back there… although it would be better if they didn’t move their feet around quite so much. They can’t help it of course. Sooz didn’t even realise I was there until after she’d gotten up and was on her way back to bed. That was way after Kaz had left to go down to the Broadwater with her camera. When she came back, she had two cups of coffee with her … the only thing was that neither of them was for me.
They went out and left me alone for a big part of the day. They went out with Aunty M and her mother (Mouse) and other friends and a big part of The Markets Group, to celebrate Mouse’s 96th Birthday! They went to a seafood restaurant and it must have been that neither of my Mummies had fish because word is that Aunty M took left-over fish home to Mimi. I’m happy for her of course, but just once I would like to have fish that didn’t come out of a can, or a pouch, or a fry pan … oh wait, out of a fry pan, or oven or something like that would be good.
Nigella ... 