Sunday (26 Jul 26)

There was a humungous (that means very big!) lump in the bed last night. I know people talk about the princess and the pea – and let me tell you I’m no princess (well, I don’t think I am but don’t ask the Mummies) and I could certainly feel this. And it moved! Yes … yes, you’ve guessed it. It was M Kaz. When I came to bed she was taking up so much room (on purpose?) that rather than looking for a spot where I could stretch out, I just jumped on top of her! I’m not saying it’s the most comfortable I’ve been, but I was warm.

I’m not the only one that takes a rubber band with me! M Kaz came home from the water this morning with a picture of a seagull carrying a rubber band just like one of mine. And she’s also had a picture of a seagull with a fish since then. (Yes, it’s no longer Sunday – M Kaz has been a bit slack with this post!)

M Sooz is at the end of her second treatment cycle and is still very very tired. While they were out getting M Sooz’s blood test today, M Kaz dragged her out to lunch at the Signature Cafe where they have a Steak lunch special. I couldn’t believe it. They went out to have steak rather than having it at home – with me. I love steak!! What were they thinking?

M Kaz continues to hog her bed. I’ve tried to talk with her about it but I swear all she seems to hear is ‘blah blah blah’ or she’s just plain ignoring me. Yes, she would do that.

Wednesday (22 Jul 26)

Aunty Wendy went home yesterday.  She arrived last Friday night and I have to tell you, I love her – in fact, I love her more than I can tell you.  It’s not because she was my first mother – well, it’s a little bit of that but mostly it’s because she loves me.  She loves me enough to make up our bed specially for me when she leaves, and while she’s here she gives me the option of sleeping in with her or with the Mummies – or somewhere else entirely … even in her handbag.  She knows I can’t fit into her handbag but she lets me think I could if I wanted to.

She had some good news while she was down here.  She has had a problem with her hip for the last 18 months and now it appears that she will be getting another one sooner rather than later. She was so happy and relieved that she cried when she found out. I wonder if she’ll give me her travel-roller-thingy when she doesn’t need it any more.  You would think M Kaz could have taken a photo or two so I could look at it while it’s not here.  Hmmmm … maybe she could find me a picture of it on the interweb.

But Aunty Wendy wasn’t the only one who came to visit.  Aunty Teagan and the kids also came too – and they had fun playing with some of the other furries the Mummies have around Jannie.  Mind you, one of those furries went home with Aunty Wendy.  We all thought is was going to be the capybara but it was actually the cow/steer/bovine.

M Sooz is spending a lot of time in bed at the moment – recovering from the last bout of chemotherapy she had – that was last Monday.  Hopefully she will start to feel better soon so she can go out to breakfast with M Kaz and Aunty M on Saturday.

M Kaz went to a movie today – it was nearly three hours long and can you believe it did not have one cat in  it.  No, we’re not counting the leopard or the tiger or the pather or the lion as cats in this particular instance.  There were a few dogs though!  And pigs.  And really big people – there may even have been a Cyclops – the ‘person’ in the cave certainly only had one eye – which … no, I’m not going to repeat what M Kaz told me about it because it was a bit savage.  The movie?  Chris Nolan’s ‘The Odyssey’.  Even though M Kaz had only gone as a birthday present to Aunty Roz, she really seemed to enjoy it – except for the brutality and cruelty and the aforementioned savagery.  She said there was some nice scenery and sunsets.  And some acting.  She gave it a 7.5 out of 10.  I wonder if I’ll ever get to see it.

Friday (17 Jul 26)

What’s all this rubbish about me being a ‘Ginger Whinger’? Okay, Mummies, so we know you read my last blog but there was no whinging in it … there may have been some whining but that was legitimate! I’m allowed to complain – otherwise how do we make sure that we all stay on our toes around here – and by ‘our’ I mean ‘your’?

M Kaz was a bit surprised the other evening when she was sitting at the table and I jumped up and cuddled into her arms. I haven’t done that for a while but I don’t remember why – it was nice and warm and very companionable – so much so that I didn’t even think about kissing and cuddling her. She managed to get a photo before I wandered off into my bedroom.

The cat grass continues to grow – and amazingly M Kaz is remembering to water it. (Yep, there she goes to do it again now.) That may be why it is continuing to grow and yes, I’ll say it – thrive. It won’t be long before I can start eating it rather than just looking at it.

Monday (13 Jul 26)

I’m not sure I’m ever going to get those Mummies trained. How hard is it to make sure I have fresh water in VARIOUS places around the house ALL the time? Why should I have to walk out to the kitchen to get a drink when there is a perfectly suitable tap and my water bowl in Sooz’s bathroom? Don’t they know the rule is that I have a third of the bowl and then it needs to be thoroughly cleaned and refreshed and refilled before I’ll even look at it again?

And just as well M Kaz has the batch of cat grass on the go again. Do you think she listened last time when I suggested that she grow one lot and then start the next within a week or so – so I didn’t have to wait? Do you know how long it takes grass to grow? And how not fun it is to watch it? I hate to be the one to say it but I think standards have slipped around here a bit! There may need to be some more kissing and cuddling of M Kaz’s legs until she straightens up and flies right. And while we’re on it, you can just get rid of that slanted bowl M Kaz because I just don’t like it regardless of what you put in it. There. I’ve said it now.

On a less-whiney note, I do love the new doona that M Sooz is using. I think they’ve been saying it’s like a pillow-top something-or-other they put on hotel beds – not that I would ever know.  Did I say less-whiney? I obviously didn’t mean it.