Author: kazbah33pics

Well, that was a pretty big thump M Sooz. It scared all of us but probably you most of all. And wasn’t it good when M Kaz didn’t say “I told you so” after you fell out of bed after you’d drifted off to sleep while you were sitting up and meditating. We’ll all have to put our minds to working out how you can do it safely (the meditating bit not the falling out of bed bit). Otherwise, it’s been fairly unexciting here at Jannie – which is actually the way we like it. That being said, though, Aunty Wendy did visit us on the weekend after she’d dropped Old Nan (my grandmother, Aunty Wendy and M Kaz’s mother) at the Brisbane Airport – she was on her way to Cairns.

We had a big storm last night – not much rain but lots of thunder booming in the distance. I was fine though because M Kaz had put my puffer jacket (it used to be hers but it is mine now!) on the end of her bed and I just snuggled in to that. I do have M Kaz well-trained with my jacket now. She’s been putting it on the couch next to her while she and the other Mummy watch television in the evenings and I snuggle in to listen to them laughing. They don’t laugh during the news though -that’s way too serious. I don’t know how they put up with all the stories about wars and financial upheavals and the American president – and, yes, I have heard rude words said about some of the items.

M Kaz may have been good with my puffer jacket but she has certainly fallen down with my cookies. I think she has stopped serving me my Fancy Feast fishy-flavoured cookies because she is trying to get me to eat the teeth-cleaning cookies. I don’t know what she’s thinking but I’d rather keep asking her for my “real” cookies than try the new ones. They’re okay to have a nibble on but I certainly won’t be filling up on the teethy ones.

“Maggie would have eaten that!” It was a bit of a surprise when M Kaz said that this evening – as I sniffed a pea that had escaped M Sooz’s roast chicken dinner and settled in the middle of the floor in the lounge room. Who was this Maggie and why did she like vegetables – or was it just small round green food? As it turned out, it was anything green – and Maggie used to live with Aunty M some time ago. She may have stepped over that Rainbow bridge (I think that’s how the Mummies talk about it when we cats use up our 9 lives … I wonder which one I’m on) but Maggie is not forgotten – but none of the pets ever are.

Have I mentioned the Mummies keep my immediate predecessors (Homer & Emma- they must have been related – they had the same last name) in a couple of boxes on the top of M Kaz’s desk?

M Kaz must have been feeling mooshie tonight. She put our mustard puffer jacket next to her on the couch and I was pulled to it like the giant magnet it is and before long M Kaz was patting me and encouraging me to settle into the “coat nest”. Happy to oblige.

I did miss those Mummies on Saturday night but it did mean I had my choice of beds!  They were in Toowoomba seeing Uncle Wayne (before he goes off to volunteer at the Gympie Muster) and Aunty Wendy and the rest of the family.  They had a good time although they always come back exhausted. I’m not sure what they get up to while they’re there but you can rest assured that whenever they get home, M Kaz goes down for a nap as soon as she’s said hello to me and checked my tray and food bowls.

I had thought Aunty M might come over to see me while the Mummies were away but they had warned me that might not happen because Aunty M has so many responsibilities these days – and because the Mummies had told Aunty M I would be fine by myself overnight (and they would be watching me via the cameras) so Iwould be able to manage.  And I did – and well – but it’s not about ‘managing’ Mummies, it’s about having her company – – – and don’t you dare censor me M Kaz – just because you’re doing the transcribing. (I’ll try to sneak something in later when she goes to sleep … but just for the moment we’ll let her have her way.)

I did sleep on the end of M Kaz’s bed for part of last night but tonight I am sleeping on M Sooz’s recliner.  Nothing could be finer … 

Well, that definitely wasn’t a gentle start to the day.  I watched M Kaz get up, have a shower (that was strange, she doesn’t usually do it until she gets home) and then go out.  I was asleep when she came back – except for when she woke me while giving M Sooz her morning coffee and then going through her photographs as she sat on the side of the bed. 

Then the next thing I knew M Kaz was scooping me up (I did put up a fight) and put me in my travel cage, into the car and then told the car ‘Vetcall Ashmore’ and we were on the way.  Luckily she took my mind off it by calling Uncle Wayne as we drove.

So … we were off to the VET.  No wonder the Mummies had been spelling words around me – they have obviously been planning this for a couple of days.  It was a new vet – Dr Donna – and I was okay with that once I’d settled in to the new environment.  Kendall made it easier for me by spraying a cover and then popping it over the top of my cage.  I thought it was santiser but apparently it’s a ‘happy smell’ – she used the term ‘pheromone’ which M Kaz seemed to understand.

So, what do we know?  I’m pretty (Dr Donna told me so), I am 5.5 kg (or thereabouts), my nails have been done, I still have my heart murmur, I don’t need my teeth done although there is some calculi which we are trying to move with my new almost-not- ⁸⅞ç1 bite-sized teeth crunchies.  I had some of them this morning and they are tasty but I’m not sure I’m not going to dislocate my jaw trying to eat them.   I have to go back to see Dr Donna at the end of August to have my vaccinations, and we’ll check to see how my teeth are going with the new food then.  

And all of that before breakfast so I was very happy to get home to get into my morning routine – including using my litter tray – what was M Kaz thinking not giving me time to do my thing before we went!

Otherwise, all is much of a muchness here at Jannie although M Kaz was telling me this morning that we have a tradie coming today to look at the roof.  Heh heh – little does Jacob know that he has to pass the Nigey test before the Mummies will even look at using his company for the work.