M Kaz has finally coaxed me up onto the couch to sit with her in the evenings while the Mummies are watching television. It came about while Uncle Wayne was here and M Kaz had one of my boxes on her lap and I jumped into it – and stayed there. She’s kept it on the couch next to her since then and I often jump into it. I was in my box again this evening – for a while before M Kaz gave me a chip which didn’t agree with me and after I did a bit of a “yawn”, I was out of there. I swung past later to make sure M Kaz had taken care of “things”as I was making my way through to my bedroom.
Thank goodness the Mummies stopped watching television after they’d seen House of Games this evening. Well, M Sooz did because she went to bed to read and M Kaz went into her office – I think she was working on her computer and also watching something in there – the good news is that it was not “Midsomer Murders”. It was something she has been watching over the last little while – some science-fiction show. She loves science fiction.
M Kaz was calling me a” copy cat” this afternoon. It took me a while to work out what she was on about but when she prised me away from where I was sitting on the top of the photocopier so she could scan another page, I understood the reference.
Those Mummies were both out of Jannie by 8am this morning – on their way to Broadbeach and the surf club there to meet the others for breakfast.
M Kaz didn’t go down to the Broadwater today to take photographs of the sunrise – and pelicans. There are always pelicans. And there’s always a cup of coffee for M Sooz that M Kaz brings back for her. She never brings me one back but if M Sooz has a biscuit with her coffee, she always shares that with me. The good news is that she doesn’t expect me to share my cookies with her. She’d be welcome to my teeth cookies. I’m still not having any of those regardless of how much M Kaz tries to hide them in among the cookies I do like.
I have taken to helping those Mummies with the washing. I’d help them put it away if I could but I can’t so I do my best to ensure the washing doesn’t fly away if a breeze comes up. I could do that all day – and night if I wasn’t busy holding the covers on the Mummies beds. No wonder I’m so tired sometimes. I don’t think the Mummies understand how much I do for them, well, maybe they do understand it but I don’t think they really appreciate it. If they did, they’d buy me more toys – or stop hiding those teeth cookies in my food.
No… no… no… no… I can’t say that enough. i had to take myself off last night because M Kaz was watching “Midsomer Murders”. Again. I cannot believe it – she’s watched all 24 seasons of that show at least twice and now she’s watching it again. I like Inspector Barnaby as much as the next person but – and please listen when I say this M Kaz – just no.
I love the box M Kaz’s typewriter came in – and one day I may even find out what it’s like to be IN the box. At present I can’t get in there because it’s still full of all the cardboard and “stuff” the typewriter was packed in. It’s very comfortable on the box though and I can highly recommend it as a napping venue.
It’s warmer at Jannie these nights so I’ve been sleeping other places than on the Mummies’beds although I still do – if only to watch M Kaz try to get her feet and legs out of the bed around me. I don’t make M Sooz do that.
My new”toy” has finally been rescued from the Post Office. It came in a small box – a very small box, and we all wanted to stand aside while M Kaz opened it in case it exploded from the pent-up pressure. It didn’t – and we were all safe. I’m not sure I like the new – I’m not sure what it’s called – but it may grow on me. The teeth cookies have not grown on me – even though M Kaz has tried to get me to eat them again and again and again. I’m not having a bar of them.
I’m excited because Uncle Wayne is coming to visit in a little over a week. And because he wants to do some fishing while he’s here – either with/on a charter at sea or maybe just in the Broadwater I’m looking forward to M Sooz having some fresh fish because we know how much she loves it . I wonder if I like it…. Didn’t that time go quickly. Uncle Wayne has been and gone and wall had a wonderful time with him except me sometimes -when he was w aiting at the front door with the water squishy bottle in case I tried to make a run for it (it’ being the great outdoors!). He’s like a ninja person – I’m sure he was just hiding around the corner willing me to try it. I would have been more inclined to” play the game” except his aim is amazing! Just hope he hasn’t been giving the Mummies lessons.
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Didn’t that time go quickly. Uncle Wayne has been and gone and wall had a wonderful time with him except me sometimes -when he was w aiting at the front door with the water squishy bottle in case I tried to make a run for it (it’ being the great outdoors!). He’s like a ninja person – I’m sure he was just hiding around the corner willing me to try it. I would have been more inclined to” play the game” except his aim is amazing! Just hope he hasn’t been giving the Mummies lessons.
As it turned out, even though it was pretty amazing weather, he didn’t go out fishing. He may have done it later in the week but there were other things to do – like going to the Swell Sculpture Festival – two times! Apparently they didn’t see all the sculptures the first time round – something about them not going further down the beach on the “Sculpture Trail” as marked on the program – although it would seem it was not marked clearly enough.
I cannot believe M Kaz and M Sooz pushed and pulled me out of the box on my cat tower so M Kaz could take me to the vet. I needed to have my vaccination – can you believe it’s already a year since I had my last one? I was a bit surprised that M Sooz ganged up on me – I’m not used to that. Dr Amy was very good at giving me my shot – and I nearly didn’t feel it. Why is it that (and I know this from overhearing the Mummies when they get their shots; the doctor or nurse says something like “this won’t hurt much” or “you’ll just feel a little prick”) but at no point has a shot-giver ever said that to me.
It was cold again last night. I know this because I was snuggled next to M Kaz’s legs in bed when she got up and came back with a coat which she draped over the bed.
There’s been no further sightings of my dinosaur friend. I looked behind the shelving packs M Kaz still hasn’t assembled or put away – but Dino was not there. Other dinosaurs have hidden there over the years so was hopeful that Dino would too.
I almost managed to see the work the neighbours are having done in their yard. That would be their pool – which is shaping up nicely since the contractors started digging the hole on Tuesday. They made a lot of noise and I was keen to see what it was all about so when M Sooz was distracted this morning, leaving the front door open, I took the opportunity to run out. And I would have made it too except for the warm concrete! I just had to roll on it and while I was doing that – did I say how lovely and warm the concrete was – M Sooz snuck up on me, scooped me up and took me back into Jannie. Plan well and truly thwarted. I’ll have to check M Kaz’s phone to see if she’s been taking photographs. I can’t imagine that she hasn’t been.
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