Well, I thought I had them sussed this morning. I jumped on to the end of M Kaz’s bed and was being as wonderful and as non-bitey as I could be … how could they possibly send me to Aunty Rosemary’s when I’m so cute! While M Kaz was taking things out of the house – and not bringing them back – and they weren’t bags of rubbish – I decided it was time to make myself scarce. And it worked – they couldn’t find me – I wasn’t silly enough to be under the bed – especially since they now have the “beds go up, beds go down” and can easily find me and get to me under there. M Kaz had closed the door to M Sooz’s study – so I couldn’t go under that bed either. I was a bit surprised when they didn’t even really look for me – they just did that thing I cannot refuse – M Kaz opened the door to Outback – and the next time she came looking for me – there I was. It didn’t take me long to work out that wasn’t going to work so, while she wasn’t looking, I did duck under the bed and stayed there – until I heard Aunty M. She had come to rescue me … I wouldn ‘t need to go to Aunty Rosemary’s afterall … she was going to take me to her place to stay with Mimi! Errrr … no. She had come to visit those Mothers before they set off on the Great Southern Road Trip – and they were still dropping me at Aunty Rosemary’s on the way. Grrrrr. So I let M Kaz pick me up and after my 27-legs trick, she had me in my carry cage – along with my red stringey-thing and the Kiwi – and after saying goodbye to Aunty M, and speaking with Ca from next door who will be watering my cat grass while we are away, we were off. This, of course, means that I will be on radio silence until they return to collect me and M Kaz starts typing my blogs again. Hmmmm. I wonder if Aunty Rosemary can type.
In the meantime … here are some piccies … of me!
Nigella ... 