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That M Kaz is such a whiner.  Just because I want to kiss and cuddle her legs sometimes she gets all upset and tells the other Mummy that I’ m attacking her.  I hate to think what she’d be saying if she didn’t have long pants on when I’m being affectionate!  M Sooz says that if M Kaz is worried about my behaviour, then she should talk to the VET about it.  They’d have to get me there first.  Although it probably is time I let M Kaz take me because I need to be vaccinated again, and I hate to say this, to have my nails clipped – I wouldn’t ordinarily worry about it but M Kaz has been slack about getting them coiffed and they’re starting to catch on the carpet. 

It has been exciting here because the Mummies have been talking about giving me unrestricted access to the Outback.  M Kaz reasons that if they leave me out there while M Sooz is reading her 3,000-page book on Herr Hitler and M Kaz is locked in her office doing ‘transcribing’, it’s like I’m out there unsupervised anyway, so what would the difference be.  So there we have it  – and by the sounds of it, it looks like I’ll get my tray out of M Kaz’s bathroom at last because they’re talking about moving it out.  Finally I’ll get some privacy!

And I need my privacy – not just for personal matters but because that M Kaz just doesn’t ever put that camera down – she’s always got it pointed at me. For all I know she’s still taking  photographs of me while I’m sleeping.  I wouldn’t put it past her.

The Mummies are sad because the Olympics in Paris are over.  They are also happy because they are going to be there in a bit.  I know this because while they were showing aerial shots of Paris while they waited for the last person to finish the Women’s Marathon, M Kaz was using the television and Google Maps to show M Sooz exactly where they would be staying (that’s if M Kaz doesn’t change that booking!). 

They were crying during the Marathon – tears of happiness – as they watched while Kinzang, the Bhutan entrant, the last person to cross the finish line, was ‘paced’ by upwards of 300 people riding, walking and running beside the track with her for the last couple of kilometres.  She finished 90 minutes after the winner and about an hour (at least) after  the second-last contestant.  What an amazing feat and show of perseverance and fortitude.  I know if it had been me I probably would have just hopped onto the bus of DNFs (Did Not Finish) entrants – and have missed out on the show of what it takes to make an Olympian.  And even while this was going on, those Mummies wouldn’t let me up near the television so I could cheer her on as well.  Those Mothers can be so mean sometimes!

But they can be nice too.  After playing too hard with my terrace, it has fallen apart and has now been moved to the recycling bin.  M Kaz has put another one out for me – lovely of her, right?  Maybe if she’d given me one that I can fit into properly it would be better!  But I’m not really complaining – at least I have a cat-e-o. 

The rain has set in but as always it is nice and dry Outback.  I haven’t seen the Mummies out there much as M Kaz is busy in the office with trip planning and M Sooz is reading a bit, and watching some videos, and then reading some more.
Aunty M came over to see me yesterday.  She had lunch with the Mummies and me, although they didn’t seem to want me on the table while they were eating.  I’m not sure why – I’d cleaned my paws.  And speaking of the V-E-T – because those Mummies and Aunty M were – it would appear that I have to be on the lookout for M Kaz approaching me in the next week or so.  She is planning to take me for a routine blood test which would be fine except last time the V-E-T tried to take blood from me, I kicked up a bit of a fuss.  They’re not going to have another attempt unless I am sedated.  That sedation will be in the form of a couple of pills which Aunty M has recommended they use the ‘scruff (by the neck) and throw (down the throat) method for.  I am not looking forward to that – but the real question is, who is not looking forward to it more, me or M Kaz!  Stay tuned. 

The Olympics is still on and those Mummies are still watching the climbing. It’s the Women’s Boulder and Lead finals tonight and everyone is very excited – especially the Mummies. I think they have their favourites – especially Mori Ai, the short Japanese climber, and Janja Gainbret, the tall Slovenian. It is fascinating to watch the different techniques the climbers use as they complete the four different boulder courses, based on their physiques and individual strengths. The Mummies are wondering if they televise Sport Climbing outside of the Olympics. They may be thinking about what they’ll watch when the Olympics and Paralympics finish – but they will always have Midsomer Murders. They’re still watching Barnaby when the Olympics aren’t on – like before and between events. It was wonderful this evening when M Sooz told M Kaz who the murderer was – but, M Sooz said, he seems like such a nice man. They often do.

M Kaz is spending a lot of time in front of her computer and tablet at the moment. She’s doing research for their trip, consolidating the notes she’s been making over the last few months – well, that’s what she’s saying but we all know she’s also trying out a new app. She seems happy with it so far but she’s only had it a couple of days.
It’s a bit warmer here at the moment – way warmer than the 5° degree morning a couple of weeks ago. It was 16° yesterday morning when M Kaz went down to the water. When she goes M Sog and I stay in bed. Yes, it may no5 be as cold but it’s still cold enough.

The Olympics are on again at Jannie and the Mummies are watching the Sport Climbing – with the Boulders, the Lead wall  and the Speed Climbing.  M Kaz loves the Speed Climbing best, watching two climbers scrambling up a rock wall in seconds, like spiders. And they wonder why I chase things on the television screen. And speaking of that, the current score of M Kaz versus Nigey (retraining me not to scratch the television screen) is unchanged.  I am definitely winning and unless M Kaz comes up with a new strategy,  it’s going to stay that way.  It’s nice that she dreams though.

There have been some changes around here though.  When M Kaz was coming back from her time down at the Broadwater this morning, an email came through asking her to rate the service she received from the people who provided the Flexi Skip that’s been out the front of Jannie the last couple of weeks.  She said she felt it was a bit cheeky of them since she’d only booked a pick-up yesterday and it hadn’t been yet, or it hadn’t been when she left home just before 6 am.  But they must have come when she was out because when she arrived back at Jannie at 7.30 am, the skip was gone – and all the rubbish that had been gathering around Jannie the last little while with it.  M Kaz wouldn’t let me help her load anything in to the skip.  Mind you, she could have used some help getting that desk in to the skip, and definitely the office chairs.  She still hasn’t managed to get her ring (you know, the one that was squashed between the two office chairs as she was trying to person-handle them into the skip) back to its original shape, but she can live with that, especially when she thinks about what had happened if she hadn’t had the ring on to absorb the squish injury.

Those Mummies were both a bit wet around the eyes when they were watching BarnabyLand aka Midsomer Murders this evening.  They weren’t sure how it happened so quickly, but tonight was the episode where Tom Barnaby, Joyce and Cully bid farewell to Midsomer.

It was also the night where M Kaz was stunned that I was able to leave one of my rubber bands on its side after I’d finished playing with it.