Saturday

What’s not to like about Uncle Wayne? Okay, he has taken over my bedroom but he does let me in it most of the time, except for when he’s sleeping … and he’s said I’m not allowed to sleep on his pillow, but everywhere else is fair game, even on his jeans when he’s got them on the bed – just not when he’s wearing them.

The Mummies have been keeping him very busy. There was a list of jobs they were talking about before he arrived and slowly but surely they are telling him which ones they want done, and he’s doing them. Some are very quick jobs – some are very involved and intricate, but probably the biggest job of all is him enclosing the back deck – and we are all going to love that because when it’s done I’m going to be able to go out there by myself. I’m hoping M Kaz will even consider putting my litter tray out there because I am a little shy and I don’t like people walking in on me while I am in my tray. M Kaz is so bad some times that even before I’m done covering “stuff” up, she has me out of the tray and is cleaning it out for me – beats me why she thinks it doesn’t take a good couple of minutes of scratching in the tray and on the side of the bathtub and on the bathroom floor to get the job done.

While Uncle Wayne has been doing his “jobs” I have been watching him as best I can – I want to learn about doing building stuff as well. It’s hard though when I have to watch it from the bathroom window — it’s hard to be able to see enough – but I was able to have a Nigey-eye view of him finishing off the cementing on the back deck the other night. He must have been determined to finish because it was dark and he was lighting up what he was doing with a torch … ON HIS HEAD! He had his head torch back on again this evening when he was fixing up the very bad job someone had done on the screen door in the living room – you can see this has never worked properly he said as he continued to try to fix it – which meant he first had to get the door off and that seemed to be a massive job. He hasn’t quite finished it tonight – he thinks he will do another half-hour or so on it tomorrow to “drop it 10mm and make it schmick”. I have a lot to learn about building!

Saturday

Okay, why did M Kaz have to be in a declutter frenzy? If she hadn’t been she would NEVER have found the tiny broom that goes with the Zen Garden and then she wouldn’t have been compelled to put it in the Zen Garden and then she wouldn’t have found the Nigey paw prints in said Zen Garden. She’s still trying to work out how I put them there without knocking it off the shelf. I am amazing!

I was helping M Kaz sort through a bag full of papers this morning – working out what to keep, what to send off for shredding (read: burning in the fire pit in Toowoomba) and what was safe enough to put into the recycling bin. All I had to do was sit in the bag while she was trying to get papers out of it – especially when it looked like she needed a bit of a break.

It’s been fun playing with things around here – the rubber bands on Aunty M’s mail on Thursday and the feral hat and M Kaz’s notebook today. I think they’re trying to make it up to me for leaving me with Aunty Rosemary last weekend – or hoping that I will forget I heard M Kaz booking me in for a nail treatment on Monday.

Feral hat …
M Kaz’s stuff …

Friday

Well, here it is Friday again and M Kaz has me out in the yard for a little bit of a wander and some exercise.

I’m not sure what’s happening throughout the yard, there are little piles of black soil all over the place – they look as they might be home to some sort of critter.  I’m not sure that I want to meet up with them.

I’ve just been checking the grate in the lawn – we’ve heard what we think is a frog there the last couple of days.  I don’t think it’s Kermie … if it were, you’d think he would have come out to say hello.

I can’t believe how much there is to sniff out here at the moment.  It has been raining – not that much but a little bit but for some reason everything smells … different, and I need to take in all of the smells just so I know what’s happening in the yard.

Things have been fairly quiet around here lately. M Sooz is reading about the Camino which is a big walk she wants to do some time in the next 10 years – that will be fun for her. She will get a passport where she gets stamps in it to show that she’s done it and at the end of the Camino, she shows her passport to be able to get a Certificate! M Kaz has been a bit busy too – cleaning out the office (a general declutter I think she called it) and she’s also busy cleaning out my bedroom because she says that Uncle W is coming to stay with us and when he shares it with me, he won’t want to sleep in the next I’ve made with the electric blanket. He’ll want to sleep on all of the bed.

Aunty M came to visit me twice yesterday!  How lucky was I … especially since she didn’t scoop me up and put me in my carry cage like she did last week!

 

 

Home again …

Phew … home at last. They had me stay at Aunty Rosemary’s four nights this time – Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday … and they didn’t pick me up first thing this morning, like they usually do. I had to wait until later this afternoon … and it was wonderful when I heard M Kaz’s voice as she chatted with Aunty Rosemary … about me! I called out to M Kaz to let her know where I was so she didn’t waste time trying to find me.

The Mummies have just come home from Trivia and after they took the rubbish and the recycling out, they have settled down – M Sooz is watching her programs (I think there are snake ones and hair cut ones that she’s concentrating on at the moment) and M Kaz is out watching a new television series (“High Water”) and typing up my blog notes. Now that they’re home, I’ve put myself in with M Sooz to have my first decent sleep since they left, and I will proofread the blog when M Kaz is done with the typing.

And speaking of typing, while I was in the car today on the way home from Aunty Rosemary’s I could hear a bit of a strange noise, a dinging when we went over bumps, and now I know that it is a new typewriter … well, when I say a new typewriter, I mean an old typewriter. I don’t think I’m going to get to see it until the Mummies can get it inside … apparently it is quite heavy and from what they were saying, they might be waiting until Uncle W comes to visit to get him to help them.