Author: kazbah33pics

Don’t you Mothers ever go to bed? It’s after 2am and they’re both still up having a good ol’ natter; and I don’t know about them (well, I do actually) but I need my beauty sleep! I know M Kaz hasn’t been sleeping very well since the CoVid and I am used to her getting up every couple of hours, but I’m not used to the Mummies talking and then M Kaz getting up and staying up for 4 hours!  Yes … 4 hours!  She was awake from 1:11 to just after 5am.  It was okay, she wasn’t wasting time, she was doing stuff – in fact, that’s why she got out of bed … as she said to M Sooz at 2:30a, she’d been laying there awake for the last hour so she might as well get up and do something.  Her “do something” was mucking around with her technology “stuff” – but at least she was happy.  It was funny though, because when she finally did go back to bed, she had to be really really careful not to wake M Sooz up – although it seemed that M Sooz might actually wake herself up at any moment – with her sniffing (cat allergies?) and snoring.  Yes, I know that’s supposed to be a secret, but it really isn’t much of one M Sooz!

It’s very exciting around here at the moment because M Kaz has been busy doing the SBB – Secret Birthday Business.  They had an early Birthday dinner for M Sooz last night – at a French restaurant – and the Mummies enjoyed that … but the most exciting thing was that they came back with balloons which sit on the ceiling!  How cool is that?  I’m working on a plan to get to them too.  Or maybe I could just wait for them to come down.  In the interweb research that I’ve been doing, it looks like they can only stay up for … wait, what’s this … way too long.  They can last well for 7 to 10 days and remain afloat for weeks.  Hmmm  … this will be interesting!  I’m going to start tracking this and see just how long they do stay up!  Bets anyone? 

Evicted? Evicted? Yes, it’s worth saying twice you Mothers because it was not fair! I only woke M Kaz up so she could play with me and spend time with me … which you would think she would want to after all the time I spent with her while she was off-colour! Okay, so it was 5 o’clock in the morning … but if she had gotten up to be with me she would have seen this morning’s amazing sunrise too!  Which is saying a lot since I am supposedly only able to see blues and grays and maybe some yellows.  

It is getting colder!  Thank goodness they did the washing this morning because when it came back from the laundromat (why don’t they just get a dryer for here?) it was all toasty and warm – and lovely to be on!  How lucky am I (except for the being locked out of the bedroom this morning thing!)?

They came! They came! Finally the men with the yard equipment came. They weren’t here all that long but they did a great job with the mower and the blower and the whipper-snipper and they have transformed the jungle into a lawn again. And that meant one big thing – M Kaz no longer has an excuse for not taking me outside!  And after a bit of pestering she did take me out – and then chased me around the yard when I wound my lead around one of the frangipani and used the tension to shock off my harness.  Apparently that is a punishable offence and my yard privileges were immediately revoked!  I’ll know better for next time – I’ll head straight for the fence so she can’t grab me!

At least they did my nails while I was at Aunty Rosemary’s – which means I can sneak up on the Mummies again. It’s harder to do that when they can hear the pitter patter of my tiny little talons as I come up the hallway.
It is good to be home though it would be even better if it still wasn’t raining. That way I could go outside again (and no M Kaz not on the way to Aunty Rosemary’s or the Vets … you know you really are no fun sometimes!).
Since it is raining and because M Kaz is not yet fully recovered from the CoVid, we are spending a bit of time in the bedroom and M Sooz has made the best bed for me out of one of the new stackable washing baskets and her new big thick winter coat. It is so warm and cozy that I don’t have to be on the bed with them all the time. I do get a bit hot in it sometimes and I go and lie in my cubbyhole at the windows to cool down.

I haven’t seen Aunty M for a few days so hopefully she will come again soon. Hmmm, come to think about it, she was here last week but I was being all reclusive and didn’t come out of the bedroom to see her – so it’s my fault! I won’t make that mistake again! She gives the best head rubs!
The rains may have chased Lennie away. I haven’t seen them since I arrived back from Aunty Rosemary’s – and Kermie seems to be long gone which is odd because I would have thought he would have loved the wet. Hopefully he’s just hopped off somewhere and hasn’t made his own special contribution to the food chain.

We had two lots of visitors yesterday. First there was the neighbour from out the front – yes the one with the Labor placard on her front fence who put in hours and hours volunteering with the ALP to help them win last week’s Federal Election, and her granddaughter came too. I haven’t seen anyone that young in a very long time – not since I left Toowoomba three years ago to come to live with the Mummies and brighten their lives on a daily basis. And then Jayden came to check out why we have bugs again, especially as his company only did the bug treatment six months ago. He had good news and bad news (besides that his visit was covered by something called “warranty). Some “Tobacco Beetles” have decided to set up home in one of the cupboards in the kitchen – probably having hitched a ride in in one of the food packets. Jayden has put down some “stuff” but the Mummies are going to have to totally clean out the kitchen cupboards, Dettol the shelves and do a thorough wipe-down with a eucalyptus oil-based cleaner to be sure to get rid of the new cupboard friends. M Kaz will be happy because she’s going to have to get some more storage containers to make sure it doesn’t happen again. Just as well she’s feeling a bit better – and that she had been planning to reorganise the kitchen cupboards when they got back from their road trip anyway but had to put it off because she was unwell. That worked out well, didn’t it? Especially as she had already lined up Aunty Anja (who is a bit taller so that will come in handy) to help.

Okay how on earth am I supposed to be able to go and express my civil right and responsibility to vote (and get my democracy sausage) if I’m behind bars? Answer me that you Mothers! Yes … here I am locked in at Aunty Rosemary’s again while M Sooz and M Kaz are off and about doing whatever it is they’re doing this time. To be fair, I do know what it is, they are off seeing the family and while M Sooz suggested I could go with them, I know she didn’t really mean it! I think they would take me if they could but they’re not sure if I would be happy to spend time visiting Bronte (the very Great Dane) and Rudy (the very enthusiastic Dachshund who is eager to greet everyone like a long lost lover).

So here I am at Aunty Rosemary’s until they get back to spring me. I told them I would be happy to stay at home and have Aunty M to come and visit – or better yet stay – but she apparently has other “responsibilities” including making sure Mimi doesn’t wander off too far when she goes outside for her walks. Outside. Hmmmm. Wouldn’t that be lovely. I haven’t been outside since they came back and M Kaz (yes, the big lame sickie) took to her bed nearly a fortnight ago. And no, M Kaz, when you said yesterday that we would be going outside “tomorrow”, and you actually meant I would be in my cat transporter and not on my big hot horrible hairy harness – it isn’t the same thing at all!

If they aren’t a little more careful (and caring), I know one cat who isn’t going to be doing quite do much posing around here – yes, even while she’s been being the BLS, M Kaz still manages to take lots of photos of me – how could she not? I’m purposely looking my cutest to cheer them up!
Okay better go, I can hear the other inmates here at Aunty Rosemary’s getting a bit rowdy as it gets closer to meal time. Thank goodness the Mummies brought my stringey thing with me so I can drag it back and forth against the prison bars like the others. Let it be sausages … please let it be sausages!