
Who knew the chairs moved? I was sitting on Aunty M’s chair – not watching Midsomer Murders because we all know how much I don’t like it – when M Kaz came over and touched something on the side of the chair and the whole seat started moving beneath me! It went forward and then it went back – and then M Kaz was moving me forward on the towel on my seat “so I didn’t get my bottom caught in it”. You never know what those Mummies are going to get up to! Except work – M Kaz has only locked me out of our office a couple of times this week – and come to think of it, she hasn’t locked herself in there that much either. I think it’s because she’s still feeling poorly (Day 12 of her lurgy now by my count)- so poorly that she took herself off to the doctor today – and came back with a new lot of potions and pills. Hopefully they will help her. I don’t know about M Sooz but I’m a bit over all the sick person noises around here! I don’t mean to seem unsympathetic but they are a bit (understatement) ghastly!

It rained a bit today so I just rested Outback and in my bedroom – when I wasn’t being an attentive Nigey, sitting at M Kaz’s feet, giving her kisses and cuddles. Hmm. I wonder if this has anything to do with the note on the whiteboard about M Kaz and I going off to have our nails done at the V-E-T in the morning.

And speaking of the rains, I can’t help but wonder if more – a lot more rain, maybe like a flood – is on the way. M Kaz is stocking up on my very favourite cat cookies – there are 5 … yes 5! … packets of them in the cupboard now. I haven’t seen her sneaking any of my favourite tinnies in yet though. I hope she doesn’t expect me to just make do with cat crunchies! That’s ridiculousness M Kaz.










