That M Kaz is so slack with taking my blog dictation … you would think that she thinks that I have nothing better to do than wait around for her to be ready … to do the blog, to go outside, to play. Of course, I am happy to wait for her some times, because I know the Mummies are busy doing whatever it is that Mummies do … reading, writing, Samagraming, drone flying, going to the Post Office to pick up the new lens which has finally arrived 34 days after M Kaz ordered it from her river friend (Amazon), starting to tidy up M Sooz’s studio for when Uncle W visits in a couple of weeks … and there’s heaps of other stuff they’ve been doing too. I should be happy that they have time for me at all. I bet Mimi doesn’t have this problem with Aunty M and Mouse.
I am still spending time in my cat tree basket – I’m even sleeping there some nights after I’m evicted from the Mummies’ bedroom. Why don’t they want to play in the middle of the night? I know M Sooz likes reading then but usually about that time M Kaz is snoring like a bear in the forest … I try to wake her up so she can come play, but that usually just leads to me being shown the door – and locked on the other side of it.
Nigella ... 