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That’s it. M Kaz can’t be in charge of the cat grass anymore. She had one job really – that was to keep it watered and while she was squishing it with the spray bottle that Aunty M had given them, that wasn’t enough. She really should have been checking the level of the water in the reservoir underneath the cat grass – because there wasn’t any! It may be that we’ve had a couple of very hot days here at Jannie and she didn’t think to check my grass but she really should have because by the time she noticed there was an issue the grass was wilting and I’m not sure that anything she can do will be able to bring it back.

Two days later. The cat grass is no more. I watched as M Kaz put the grass in the rubbish and the containers in the dishwasher. She days she’s going to start a new batch but not this morning as she and M Sooz were off to another medical appointment. It’s okay Mummies. You’ve got this!

We are going to need a bigger bed though. M Kaz is taking up way too much room in mine. And she knows I don’t like moving once I’ve settled – which is why she had to get out M Sooz’s side of the bed this morning. And don’t think it was easy for her – now that Uncle Wayne and Aunty Wendy have pulled the bed frames apart so the mattress overhang goes in the middle of the beds, there is a biggish dip which M Kaz kind of rolled into (but not easily out of). I may have laughed just a little. The leg cramp she started to get when she had managed to get out of the dip and was about to get out on Sooz’s side of the bed was a bit distressing for her but added to the show for me. (She knows I love her!)

I’m not sure it’s safe to let these Mummies out- without me. They came back today from visiting Aunty Roz saying they had almost been in a single-vehicle accident – in a golf buggy of all things. A yellow one – so if they had perished (thank goodness they did not) at least they could have said M Kaz was in a colour she loved. So what happened? They were not very forthcoming with the details but I think a roundabout and speed was involved – and it seemed to be worse for M Kaz and Aunty M who were sitting in the back.  I believe the phrase ‘did you life flash before your eyes’ was used.  I don’t think any of them are likely to want to get back into the ‘buggy of death’ again.

It was wonderful having Uncle Wayne and Aunty Wendy to stay.  They arrived the day M Sooz came home from hospital – yes, that’s where she was, having an operation.  And no, she didn’t come home with a cone around her head – although I think it would have been good if she had.  She has been spending a bit of time in bed recuperating but she has also been out playing with M Kaz and the siblings too, which is a good thing.  Especially when there are prawns as there were on Good Friday for lunch.  It’s just a pity I don’t like them because these were fresh off the trawlers.  Uncle Wayne and Aunty Wendy were very brave going to get them because apparently a fight almost broke out over there while they were collecting them. 

I don’t know what it is about Easter but there has certainly been a lot of chocolate around the house!  And Cheezels and ice cream (not in the same bowl) because Aunty Wendy really loves those. 

Aunty M came over one night to watch the new series of Deadloch with them – and they all laughed and laughed – except at the end when Aunty Wendy and M Kaz shed some tears – and I don’t think it was just because someone was eaten by a crocodile. 

The siblings have gone home now which means I get my bedroom back and M Kaz has taken to going back into her office in the mornings. 
Did I mention that it’s colder than ever now in the Mummies’ bedroom?  Before M Sooz came home from hospital, M Kaz was able to organise to have a new air conditioner installed in their bedroom.  Amazingly it is so good (so much better than the old one) that it’s the only device on in their now to cool it.  The overhead fan isn’t being used and the Vornado fan (it was a bit noisy some nights) has been retired for the moment.  And also M Kaz didn’t accept the $22k quote to attend to the stormwater drain.  She found another plumber through someone down at the Broadwater (where she goes for coffee and photography in the mornings) and Jarrod came and quoted $2k – which was a lot better than the other quote.  So, the person came on the Friday morning (at about the same time as the air conditioner was installed) to dig the pit and the whole drain was ‘jetted’ the next day.  Jobs done!

I’m sure those Mummies keep secrets from me.  Both of them were out of the house before 6am this morning and that hasn’t happened for so long I couldn’t actually tell you.  M Kaz does it most mornings – taking her camera with her – but today it was both of them but there was no camera – there was an overnight bag for just M Sooz.  Something is definitely up – especially since Aunty M popped over to see the Mummies yesterday afternoon as well.  Hmmmm.  The note on the new/revised/improved/bigger whiteboard may have something to do with it – WED 25 MAR – SOOZ TO HOSPITAL.  What the …?  She was only there a couple of weeks ago.  Now, to be fair, M Sooz has been a bit off-colour for a while now and even the brain surgery last year didn’t help.  Wait … it wasn’t actually brain surgery – it was a thalamotomy to help with her essential tremor – and that worked – and she didn’t seem to mind that they shaved her head for that.  It did grow back – not as curly though.  From what I can gather – with all the talk of ‘what happens with all the air’ (they will pump into her) she is having a Laparoscopic (that’s a big word) operation to take bits of her out and look at other bits to make sure the nasty she has hasn’t spread.  Paws definitely crossed here! 

Meanwhile … who knew M Kaz knew so many bad words?  Yes, yes, we all know she has ‘Motoring Tourettes’ where any number of combinations of swear words spew out of her mouth whenever another driver does something to displease her – but she has started cussing about costs around the house.  She has had a quote for fixing the stormwater drain running from the house down to the street so they can hopefully get rid of the wading pool that develops in the front courtyard when they have heavy and protracted rain fall.  I know she is getting quotes because I watched the plumber futzing around with the camera on a pipe when he put it up the drain and then showed M Kaz the splits, the tree roots (small-ish she thought but she’s not a plumber) and a squashed bit too.  I heard her joke – before she was told the price – that it might be cheaper to move.  The plumber said nothing – and then he came back with a cost of $22,000-odd to basically replace the drain and put in a pit near the house to collect the (wading pool) water.  She is getting another quote – maybe a couple.

She didn’t cuss nearly as much when the electrician gave her a price for putting in three more smoke detectors so Jannie meets the fire code regulations.  And she certainly hasn’t been cussing with the new powerpoint the electrician put into the kitchen – above the bench. It means she can now cook (ha ha – yes, that’s what she calls it) in the kitchen without wearing shoes – she needed the extra height to be able to reach across the bench into the counter where the original powerpoint was positioned. 

Come to think of it, she’s also really happy with the new taps in the bathroom (future proof ones – where you just move them back and forth to use them not turn them – or overturn them as M Kaz was guilty of) and her new birthday printer! 

Am I as happy with my new box?  I probably would have been but it came at an enormous cost!  My favourite box has been removed and as we speak it is crying in the recycling bin – calling out to me to rescue it.  It’s a hard life sometimes especially as I’m not allowed out the front!

I really do wish M Kaz would be a bit more diligent with keeping my blog up to date. It’s not as though I’m not nagging gently reminding her most days that she has responsibilities but she’s very good at ignoring me sometimes. Is it any wonder that I resort to kisses and cuddles to get her to pay attention to me and my wants and needs (besides food and litter tray duties). That being said I think she’s had a bit of an excuse the last couple of days – what, with it being her birthday and all. Old? Old? Well, let’s not even suggest that to her.

My favourite box, absolutely amazingly, is still on the table and I’m still using it. Yes, yes, I know I can’t quite get all of me into it all at the one time, but there’s nothing wrong with that. I’m also spending time on my recliner (in one of my other boxes – of course).

The big news is that we have a puppy! Well, actually it’s not ‘our’ puppy but the neighbours do have one. His kennel name is Gomez (part of the now-famous Ipswich Addams family – there were enough puppies in the litter for them all to be called after the Addams) but they’re calling him Max. Max is a biter, and a chewer, and a destroyer of pot plants – and they’ve only had him for two days! He is my new hero – although he has some way to go before he actually catches up with me. (Was that M Kaz shuddering just then?)

I am going to see some new faces around her in the next week. M Kaz has booked the plumber and an electrician to come to Jannie. She still has to work out exactly what she wants them to do but you know her – she works best to a deadline and by the time they get here on Wednesday and Friday, she hopes to have it figured out. I think part of it has something to do with smoke alarms to make sure they meet the new residential regulations but when she was looking through the last paperwork from the electrician, she noticed something about them – so we shall see.

M Kaz has been buying me new bowls – something about making sure I don’t suffer from ‘whisker fatigue’ which is some person’s theory about why cats don’t eat out of the bowl when – ‘I CAN SEE THE BOTTOM’ even if it’s just in one small part of the bowl. I don’t know how to tell M Kaz this but sometimes I think it’s what’s in the bowl not the bowl itself.