I will … I absolutely will … learn how to dispense my own cookies and how to open my tins of food if you will just let me stay home alone! Yes. This means the Mummies left me with Aunty Rosemary again while they went up to Toowoomba. “Take me! Take me!” I said … but they did not.
I knew something was up when M Kaz mentioned my name on the phone a couple of weeks ago … and then last Wednesday morning the Mummies had lots of bags out … for people who were only going away for a few days, they had lots and lots of them. M Kaz had the most … two camera bags, a computer bag, her sleeping machine, the coffee machine (can you believe they take it with them!?!), a shoe bag, an electrics bag … the list goes on and on. The other Mummy takes one bag! Sure, it’s a big bag … but it’s only the one!
They had so much stuff in the car that there was hardly any room for me in there! But they made room – which is a shame because I would have been happy staying home and having Aunty M came over and visit.
But I’m back now … M Kaz picked me up yesterday morning and brought me home. It is good to be home again … with all my toys, and my buses, and my food – they do have food at Aunty Rosemary’s – they make it themselves – but there’s something about your own food isn’t there? Mmmmm … chicken-flavoured cat cookies. What could be better? Except drinking water out of my cup in the sink … and playing with my rubber bands … and my Stringey Thing … and being with my Mummies … and sleeping on the end of their bed.
Nigella ... 