M Sooz went to breakfast with Aunty M this morning – it is Thursday, so it was expected. What wasn’t expected was when Aunty M picked my box up off the table – with me in it – and twirled me around in the air. It was very exciting – especially as I’d only just had a snack.
Chris came yesterday to do the yard – which means if there are any snakes outside, we should be able to see them now. Hopefully there won’t be any but there has been some flooding in the reserve/playing fields out the back, so it’s best to be on the safe side.
HAL was out and about yesterday afternoon. I’m glad I’m not the only one he chases around the house. He chased M Kaz out of her office and the bathroom.
Did I mention we had a casualty during the Cyclone? My original cat tower did not survive. By the time M Kaz realised the rain was coming through the shade cloth on that side, the tower was already doomed. To its credit, it didn’t collapse until the next day. It’s just another reason for the Mummies to go out to the tip or get one of those blue flexi-skip bags from the Council. And, no, my new boxes haven’t been confiscated yet although I noticed the air-fryer box is now inside the microwave box: that can’t be good. If M Kaz brings out the box cutter/Stanley knife, I’ll know it’s only a matter of time before they go the way of my cat tower.
As it turns out, I’m not the only one who pulls the toilet paper off the roll . M Kaz did it the other day too. I think I’m impressed. Just a little bit anyway. I wonder if she’s going to keep doing it, and whether that’s why they ‘ve just invested in some “double length” rolls. Hours of fun.
Nigella ... 