Hello again…

You have to feel sorry for Sooz – she’s been barking like a dog all week! It’s some kind of lurgy that’s laid her low since last Sunday: she Was so crook then she didn’t ever go to Reiki practice and she hasn’t really been much better since.. She even confined herself to the bedroom while Kaz’s brother was here at the start of last Week – although she did manage to go out to Trivia with them.
We must have truly magical powers! He made all the rubbish in Kaz’s office disappear – and most of it has been hanging around since I got here mid-last year! It also meant that I was locked out of that room. I don’t care what they say,  I would not have put a hole into the blow-up bed with my claws (or teeth) … I’m much more careful than that.
And speaking of Wa, for someone who professes not to like cats, he’s not that bad.  He didn’t squirt me with the water bottle this time but he did pretend he was going to. But I really was on my very best behaviour. I only climbed up the screen door a couple of times, and I didn’t even really try to escape out the front door – but I would have if he’d been here one day longer! I had him believing I wouldn’t try to make a break for it – which of course is how I escaped under Kaz’s watch a couple of weeks back. She was pretty quick to catch me and now she’s talking about that darned harness again.

Little boxes …

I really don’t understand why Kaz keeps moving those plastic boxes back and forth in my bedroom.  She tells Sooz it’s so she can organise in there and certainly it has changed in the last week or so. The bookshelves are gone … and there’s a desk – and the desk is covered with furry animals of varying sizes – including my big bear – and more of those plastic boxes!  There’s enough room on the couch (which is now under the window) that I can stretch right out – on my back!  Bliss!  And that’s not even taking into account the metal shelves that have moved back into the office which I have been sleeping on too.  There’s nothing like clear surfaces – and there are more now than ever!

Me … doing what I like best … plus the furries who are almost as cute as me!

Coming … ready or … actually NOT

Nope … just looking … (in case it’s food!)

Okay, I don’t care what anyone says, I’m going back to bed. Kaz can call me and whistle and click her fingers as much as she likes but I am quite comfortable here. We’ll play stringy thing when I want to! Yes you heard me, she whistles me as if I’m some type of dog! The cheek … the indignity … the oh so many opportunities to thwart her trying to exercise her will over me. Doesn’t she realise who’s the boss around here? Well, actually we all know it’s Sooz but that’s besides the point. I am #2 or should that be #1 like in Star Trek where the second in command is called #1 … and no I don’t need to be reminded that #1 is a dog in the new Picard series. It would have been more believable if it was a cat … the only saving grace is that the dog can’t act (or maybe it’s “won’t”) and they’ve had to rework scenes to account for that. Heh heh … I can just see it … Captain Jean-Luc Picard, now 90 (his age – he hasn’t slipped in rank that much!), calling for his tea (Earl Grey … Decaf – really he did, he put that in as a joke) and his faithful companion … me! I wouldn’t go when he called me either! I like sleeping way too much.
Kaz and Sooz sometimes play “Where’s Nigey” with me on the bed where they cover me up with the sheets and then say “Where’s Nigey” and then they pull the sheets back so they can see me and say “There’s Nigey” then we all do it again a few thousand more times. We hadn’t played it this week so I decided to start them off by climbing under the table cloth … they were a bit surprised but they got the hang of it pretty quickly. They’re good like that!

Sunday…

What a busy life Kaz and Sooz seem to have! They leave me at home, alone, for hours at a time and they expect me to not get into any trouble! As if!  But at least they haven’t left me alone overnight for a while – but they are still locking me out of the bedroom!   At least I have Pinkie to keep me company. Good ol’ Pinkie. 

I keep moving Pinkie around the house – it makes them happy to find him in different places. “Look, there’s Pinky”. They have no idea he’s ambidextrous (I think that’s the right word). Sometimes it’s Pinkie, others it’s Pinky.

I don’t know why it’s been so hot lately. I’ve been mostly camping out in the second bedroom – now “my” bedroom, ever since Kaz cleared off the couch in there.

They’ve been leaving the front door open (the screen door is locked of course) and l’ve been sitting on the cat mat (yes, yes, we all know it … the cat sat on the mat) watching the grass on the front lawn grow – we’ve had a bit of rain over the last few days. The frangipanis are blossoming too. And how noisy are those frogs, and the wildlife in the reserve over the back fence? Heh heh … speaking of wildlife, sometimes when I’m watching the grass, and I hear Kaz behind me, I pretend I’m watching a snake out there. She really freaks out!