I don’t know what M Kaz thinks she’s doing with her time these days. It’s certainly not doing my bidding and that’s what she really should be doing to keep me happy. Is it any wonder that I love to kiss and cuddle her legs?
She’s still trying to feed me those “teeth cookies” and I’m still not eating them, even when she mixes them in with the cookies I love, I’m eating around the teeth ones. Just as well M Kaz will be able to get a refund when she takes them (and me) back to the Vet next month. They don’t need to see me to give M Kaz the refund – I’m going because it will be time for my annual vaccination.
I’m still loving my new table box, especially when M Kaz puts the new Christmas paraphrenalia near it. Yes, I was resting my head on one of the snow men. And speaking of Christmas and show men, there may be moves got by those Mothers to have someone look after me at home while they’re celebrating Christmas with the family. No wonder M Kaz wants to make sure my vaccinations are up to date.
Aunty M came over a couple of times this week. The Mummies have been helping her with some scanning of invitations for her mother’s birthday – you remember Mouse; she’s turning 100. She has family coming from Russia and Turkiye which is why there have to be those “official” invitations. I think Aunty M prefers not to talk about it sometimes but that doesn’t stop M Kaz from asking about it. She thinks she’s being helpful.
Nigella ... 