I can’t believe Aunty M was here this morning and I didn’t even see her. I was Outback with M Kaz, keeping her company while she spoke with TK in Sydney – she is supposed to do the call on a Wednesday morning, but because the Mummies (and Aunty M) were out at a birthday brekkie for A-M – you remember her, she’s the one that sent the big yellow boxes home for me – yes, the ones that M Kaz still hasn’t done anything with except plonked them with the other boxes on the living room floor! Don’t get me wrong, I can play with them there – they don’t have to be joined together into a train (with windows I hear!) for me to enjoy being in them. The big white surprise box has also made an appearance. It is wonderful – and it has lovely inserts in them as well. It looks as though they wouldn’t be at all comfortable – a bit like a bed of nails – but it is quite relaxing to lie in. With the inserts in there, I can lie down in the box and still be able to see what’s happening without having to do a meerkat manouevre.
My nails have grown again since I went to the V-E-T – was that already over a month ago? I’m wondering if there are any plans to take me back there for another Mani-Pedi before those Mothers take themselves off in the car again. I can tell they’re getting ready to – M Kaz keeps looking
through the books with the maps in them – and doing researching things on the interweb. Aunty M even left a magazine open for them on the table – and I could hear the brain cogs whirling in M Kaz’s mind as she tried to work out if they would be able to fit the giants of Eromanga – DINOSAURS! – into this trip. There may have been sobbing when M Kaz realised that, because it is out near the border with the Northern Territory, that it just wasn’t going to work this time. But the tears didn’t last long – she’s realised they can do another road trip and take in Eromanga AND the silos at Yelarbon – and maybe finally get to see the museum at that little town starting with M (three times they’ve been there – and each time it has been closed). The only thing wrong with that plan is – me! Why wouldn’t they just want to stay home with me all the time rather than going off gallivanting around the countryside. Yes, I get to help M Kaz go through the photographs but it’s just not the same as having them here.
The good news is that Mimi is slowly settling into being home again. Whatever happened to her has made her into a bit of a fraidy-cat so I am thinking she was taken by not nice people who tied her to the roof and threw rocks at her! Do you know that old thing that mothers used to tell their children (well M Kaz’s did anyway) – that if someone took them, they’d soon bring them back. I wonder if that is what did happen to Mimi – and she seems like such a nice girl.
Nigella ... 