Month: April 2025

What’s that Mummies?  You can hear me?  I always knew you could but it’s good to have that verified by an audiologist.  Yes, the Mummies went to see about their ears today and came back knowing a few more things about ear tests – thanks to Josh explaining it to them as they went along.  Neither of their hearings is as bad as was suggested by the first audiologist-folk they went to see so it is good to get a second (or third or fourth) opinion as it turns out. 

The other good news from today is that Uncle Wayne has phoned to say that he will be at Jannie mid-May (or thereabouts).  The Mummies are very excited that he’s coming to stay – as are S and A who have a job or two that they want him to help out with at their place.  I think M Kaz mentioned that there’s a ladder involved – and possibly a nail gun.
Let’s see.  What else has been happening except that it’s getting colder and I am planning to sleep inside from now on?  I think the Mummies are happy to have me on their beds.  I know I’m happy to be there as long as they don’t move their feet around too much and disturb me with their talkings (and snorings!).  It’s hard getting both of them to think they’re my favourite though.  If I’m not on the bed, I’m sleeping on M Sooz’s recliner, or maybe on Aunty M’s cushion under the table.  I have lots of places where I can comfortably lay my head. 

Oh, the other thing is that I have a sneaky suspicion that M Kaz took one of my favourite boxes out this morning so the recycling people could take it away.  I’m not terribly happy about it, but at least my penthouse is still there. 

I’m not sure what M Kaz was doing with the yellow paper on the table last night.  She mentioned ‘dinosaur’ and then a few swear words as she kept folding and unfolding a square of paper.  She ended up making a dog (when Aunty W thought was a rabbit!) out of the paper – one sheet of it at least.  The others she put into the drawer.  If I were a betting cat, I would put money on it not coming of that drawer any time soon.  What was that, M Kaz.  Do not bet on that.  And what was that about seeing if you could find some instructions on YouTube so you can follow along with them? 

M Kaz is usually up pretty early in the morning – but she was up even earlier this morning. Aunty W was too. They were dressed and out of the house by just after 5 am. The reason: it’s Anzac Day and they were going down to the Broadwater for their own Anzac Day service with the folk who congregate down there for coffee most mornings. And speaking of coffee, they did take Yeti cups full of coffee with them. I think it was because M Kaz wasn’t sure she could wait the 20 minutes until Pelicanos opened so they could buy their coffee.

When they came back a couple of hours later M Kaz and Aunty W were both soaked to the skin. They were under cover for their ‘service’ but they had braved the rain to get another cup of coffee each – and, of course, the coffee they brought home for M Sooz.

I thought they wouldn’t go out again – but I was wrong. Mind you, though, they did have a quiet morning at home – M Kaz was playing with FaceBook (how many videos of people getting hit with balloons filled with shaving cream and water can she watch?) while Aunty W was chilling and having a phone call with a mate and M Sooz was having a nap – she didn’t sleep that well again last night.

I was very thirsty today and luckily M Kaz saw me with my head completely in Aunty W’s glass – trying to drink water, but not quite able to get my head in far enough. She filled the glass for me and was kind enough to take photographs (and a video) of me drinking and sent it to Aunty W so she could see what I’d been up to. It didn’t phase her tough – I think she’s used to be around furry folk that share food and drink with her.

Would you believe that come Monday, I have been living with the Mummies for five (long) years? I wonder if they will surprise me with an anniversary party or something.

The Mummies and Aunty W watched a movie set in Amsterdam last night. It was called “iHostage” and was about a man who had left his earbuds on the train when he arrived in Amsterdam and then went to the Apple store to get a new pair.  While there, he was taken hostage by a man wearing an explosive vest and carrying a machine gun. It was based on a true story. Luckily that didn’t happen to M Kaz after she’d left her earbuds on the boat in Amsterdam.

Happy Easter – although why it’s ” Happy” given what Easter is all about is beyond me. shouldn’t the “Happy” bit just relate to when JC comes back? Just as well theological questions aren’t something 1 debate with those Mummies – or anyone else really. As long as there’s chocolate -and there is … lots of it because M Kaz won the 2nd prize at the Pelicano’s Easter Raffle – on a redraw because the “real” winner couldn’t be contacted. How lucky for us that Jeff pulled M Kaz’s name out of the box. It is an awesome prize and will keep the Mummies and their family and friends and neighbours full of chocolate for a little while.

The Mummies have finally started watching a new television series about birds. It’s called ” Black Doves”. Funny that they haven’t seen any birds yet and they’ve finished the first three episodes already. Wait, I tell a lie, a flock of black birds did fly over at one point but they didn’t seem crucial or even critical to the story line at all. The Mummies did seem to enjoy it even though there is a bit of violence: three people were dead before the opening credits in the first episode. They were crucial to the story line.

We have been having glorious weather. Usually it rains over Easter but the only thing it’s raining is the yellow blossoms from the Golden Penda trees. It’s funny that neither Mummy can remember them from previous years – maybe because they don’t flower every year.  Or maybe they didn’t flower as much the last couple of years.  I can’t believe they wouldn’t remember the yellow “snow” from year to year.

Was that M Kaz crying into her bowl of frozen pineapple chunks this morning? Between her sniffles I think I made out the words ‘there aren’t any more … there aren’t any more’. It’s pretty sad. It’s only pineapple chunks for goodness sake. ‘No, not just pineapple chunks – frozen pineapple chunks!’ I heard M Kaz saying (read: weeping) a little while later. It seems that Aldi has stopped selling their ‘LIMITED TIME ONLY’ frozen pineapple chunks and it may be months before they start selling them again – if at all. M Kaz has tried them from other supermarkets, but they are just not the same.

To cheer M Kaz up this afternoon I let her take me to the vet so they could do my nails. It has been a while so M Kaz will be very relieved that her legs won’t have to endure so many lacerations when I am kissing and cuddling her. While we were there, the vet also checked that bare patch of skin under my neck and she wasn’t concerned about it. The good news is that whiIe I still do have my heart murmur, it doesn’t seem to have progressed past the level 3 it’s been sitting on since it was first diagnosed nearly five years ago.

The vet is concerned a little about my teeth and she have booked me in for a treatment later this month. They are also planning to have the Mummies sedate me before my appointment so they can finally get close enough to me to do those blood tests I have kicked and screamed about the last few times I’ve been there: the word ‘Spitfire’ had been mentioned.

That’s all changed now though (not the spitfire bit). Not long after we’d gotten home, M Kaz received a phone call from the vet saying that since I hadn’t had a blood test for a while, she wasn’t prepared to do my teeth until they can confirm was going on with my heart. No, a blood test won’t do. I have to see a cardiologist. So I no longer have an appointment to have my teeth done but M Kaz does have the name and number for Geoff so she can arrange for my ECG. I’m not that keen on going down that track so I’m going to ask M Kaz if she can ring Aunty Madeleine (she’s a vet too) and see what she says. Failing that, I think I am going to insist that those Mummies get a second (or third) opinion.