It’s not fair. They bought that new Christmas Tree and then they put it so I can’t reach it. What on Earth are they playing at? But they underestimate me – and they should know better than that! I managed to rescue Santa and a reindeer from where they were stuck to the wall (on the tree) – and the Merry Christmas sign. I’ve put Santa somewhere safe for the minute to rest, because he’s got a big job coming up in a bit. Hmmm … maybe they’re not as not on to me as I thought.
They had an advent calendar here overnight that they’d borrowed from their mate P. It was very intricate, wooden and looked quite special – and that’s before you consider the bag it came in … and the special packing it was wrapped in … and OMGoodness, the whole thing smelled like … other cats. Their scent has been here before … on Uncle Wayne when he went off to do those jobs for P a while back and he came back in the throes of terrible allergies. Poor Uncle Wayne. I wonder if he’s going to be coming back this way soon. Hmmmm.
Nigella ... 