Not again!

Okay how on earth am I supposed to be able to go and express my civil right and responsibility to vote (and get my democracy sausage) if I’m behind bars? Answer me that you Mothers! Yes … here I am locked in at Aunty Rosemary’s again while M Sooz and M Kaz are off and about doing whatever it is they’re doing this time. To be fair, I do know what it is, they are off seeing the family and while M Sooz suggested I could go with them, I know she didn’t really mean it! I think they would take me if they could but they’re not sure if I would be happy to spend time visiting Bronte (the very Great Dane) and Rudy (the very enthusiastic Dachshund who is eager to greet everyone like a long lost lover).

So here I am at Aunty Rosemary’s until they get back to spring me. I told them I would be happy to stay at home and have Aunty M to come and visit – or better yet stay – but she apparently has other “responsibilities” including making sure Mimi doesn’t wander off too far when she goes outside for her walks. Outside. Hmmmm. Wouldn’t that be lovely. I haven’t been outside since they came back and M Kaz (yes, the big lame sickie) took to her bed nearly a fortnight ago. And no, M Kaz, when you said yesterday that we would be going outside “tomorrow”, and you actually meant I would be in my cat transporter and not on my big hot horrible hairy harness – it isn’t the same thing at all!

If they aren’t a little more careful (and caring), I know one cat who isn’t going to be doing quite do much posing around here – yes, even while she’s been being the BLS, M Kaz still manages to take lots of photos of me – how could she not? I’m purposely looking my cutest to cheer them up!
Okay better go, I can hear the other inmates here at Aunty Rosemary’s getting a bit rowdy as it gets closer to meal time. Thank goodness the Mummies brought my stringey thing with me so I can drag it back and forth against the prison bars like the others. Let it be sausages … please let it be sausages!