I was there first regardless of what story M Kaz tries to spin. She moved her feet in the bed and I had no choice but to defend my territory and if that required some gentle nail action so be it. This isn’t the story M Kaz told the other Mummy this morning. She suggested she was minding her own business – fully aware that I was on the end of the bed – and she did nothing to provocate me before I launched on her with nails and fangs! What a load of rubbish as M Sooz realised: did she draw blood? No. (I was very careful not to.) So it wasn’t that bad said M Sooz. I will have to be careful not to get her tonight or my cover will be blown. And speaking of covers, it is a bit unsporting for M Kaz to put a quilt on the bed so she can hide her legs under there. Clever girl! (although not quite as clever as the velociraptors in the Jurassic Park movies)
Thank goodness the tennis is finally over and we have gone back to watching regular programming including ‘Hard Quiz’ and home renovation shows. I am waiting for them to find a series they blth like yes, yes, I know they like Madame Blanc but they don’t always watch it here last week they went down to Aunty M’s to watch it so I’ll never know what happened. I don’t think they’ll ever watch the whole series again like they did with ‘Midsomer Murders’.
It looked like it might rain here today but no such luck so it remains hot and humid. I have been sleeping in on the irobing board because it is quite cool in there and when I’m not there, I’m usually hanging around the office with M Kaz.
I’ve started putting myself in the basket under the typewriter shelf and that is cosy enough although sometimes I just like to be where I can have my leg or legs hanging out to cool down, because you know they don’t leave the fan or the AC on for me.
I’m thinking of going on a hunger strike if M Kaz doesn’t start serving up some of the food I like. I like my dental cookies well enough but sometimes I like something I don’t have to crunch my way through. No, no, I don’t like Dine in the jelly varieties regardless of whether it is fishy-flavoured and the Whiskas isn’t a big hit either. And no, I don’t much care if the Applaws has gone up in price, Mummies, I like it probably best of all. And there’s no point trying to tempt me with those little tubes of ‘treats’… unless they’re good and then we can see.
Nigella ... 