Nigella …

They did it again! They took me to Aunty Rosemary’s and left me there for 55 hours – that’s over 2 whole days! I didn’t know where they were – or what they were doing or when they were coming back to get me!  It was quite distressing even though I had stringey thing with me. We all know it’s no substitute for them – or the rest of
my toys like the Christmas caravan or my aeroplane, or the beach house. But I tried to make the most of it because they always do come back and they’re always so pleased to see me when they do.

The big difference this time is that Aunty Rosemary no longer has green hair. of course she still does have hair, it’s just not green any more. It’s kind of … dun.  But she is still as nice … and I don’t care how many times you try to make me say it Mummies – she did not tie me to the roof and throw rocks at me. That’s just your guilt talking because you didn’t take me to Toowoomba with you, or have Aunty M come to see me while you were away.

There were lots of other cats at Aunty Rosemary’s this time but for the first while I kept to myself – we all know I’m a bit of a loner! The cat in the cage next to mine has slaves who are away for roughly three thousand hours – that’s four months! I’m glad I’m not her!

Aunty A must have been here while I was at Aunty Rosemary’s because the floors are really clean – and, the other giveaway, my aeroplane was up on the couch when I arrived home!

It will be interesting to see if the Mummies let me sleep in their room tonight. I hope they do because I really feel the need to s-t-r-e-t-c-h out where Kaz usually puts her feet.

No photos this time … Aunty Rosemary may or may not have confiscated my phone.

That’s right Mummies, I have a whole secret life that you know nothing about … especially now that you think I spend the whole night in the bedroom with you.  Ha ha ha. Not true. Why only last night I had my stringey things come in to terrorize you – and they would have … had they been able to jump on the bed by themselves!  I could have lifted them up one at a time but since there were two of them, I didn’t want either of them to think they were the favourite by getting airlifted first.  Hmmmm … talk about sibling issues! 

This morning was not fun when you sent the two sloths to keep an eye on me to make sure I wouldn’t get up to any skullduggery.  You know I’m not like that … and no, having a play with Mummy Kaz’s feet and legs with my claws and teeth is not skullduggery … it’s how I show I love her. And yes, I have other ways of showing Mummy Sooz how much I love her.  I am a cat of many and varied talents. 

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Kaz has been taking me outside a bit lately.  We went out again today – which surprised me because we had only been out yesterday.  I think she does it to wear me out because as soon as I’m finished writing this blog I intend to have a long nap on the shopping bags which they conveniently leave out for me to rest upon … or in.

I am loving the new television even though the Mummies keep threatening me with the spray bottle when I’m up in front of it giving it a good pat – which seems like it’s a scratch because the Mummies haven’t arranged to have my claws trimmed yet.  Geez, I’m not saying they’re getting long but I can hear myself walk on the wooden floors now … and I sometimes catch my toes on the carpet! I’m lucky I haven’t tripped and fallen. If only Mummy Kaz was confident enough to trim them herself without having to take me to the vet to have it done.  For a fairly confident person she can sometimes be a bit of namby (pamby).

There’s still no sign of Uncle Wayne yet but I hope he comes back soon.  I miss him!  And I might have a little job for him to help with …

… my beach house!  It has suffered some considerable damage – not my fault – it was due to haphazard (read: faulty) construction by Kaz.  Aunty M had told her there was a problem with it … but did Kaz listen … Noooooo.  And now look what’s happened!  Lucky that Minion didn’t get hurt when the roof came off and the rest of the building collapsed!

I have a new ArchNemesis … actually two of them.  They are Lackie and Ollie and they live with Pe – and yesterday when Uncle Wayne went over to theirs to help their mother with some jobs, they attacked him and made him sick!  His face was all red and swollen on one side and he was having trouble breathing by the time he arrived back here.  He looked as though he’d gone at least three rounds with each of them … but as it turned out, they hadn’t touched him.  He was having a sinus attack brought on by his close proximity to those other cats – and this was a bit surprising  because he’d taken a cat allergy pill in preparation of seeing them.  Hmmm … poor him …. it hadn’t worked.  When he arrived home he had a big shower to wash every bit of fur or dust or whatever off him.  He then did something to make his nose clean, shiny and bright.  And then he just took it easy for the rest of the day – although there wasn’t much of it – they didn’t get home until after 3.30. 

Even if he hadn’t done a lot of jobs over at Lackie and Ollie’s, the cat attacks had taken their toll.  He tried to stay up late but he couldn’t and he was off to bed by 8:30pm.  I sat at his door and let him know I was there for anything he needed … but he didn’t come out again until just after midnight.  I know this because I overheard Kaz telling Sooz this morning – she was the only one who was still up – watching a very long (and in some places very loud) movie on my new mega large and slightly huge television which they brought home with them from Lackie & Ollie’s – because Pene said they could. 

Of course Uncle Wayne likes me and wants me to keep watch over him while he sleeps at night!  But this is really hard to do when he has me locked out of “my” bedroom – which the Mummies are letting him use while he visits us.  He seems nice enough – and of course he has been to visit before … you remember him, he’s the one with the squisher bottle which he isn’t afraid to wave around near me … as if he’s going to use it, but he never does. 

He spends a bit of time outside – and the least he could do is take me with him! We’d both like that I think. I could talk with him while he’s outside, and see if I could catch some little tidbits to share with him. I caught a lizard today while Kaz had me out there. It looked as though it would be have been a bit tasty too, except I was a little distracted watching Uncle Wayne doing what he was doing – something to do with numbers I think he said – it was to work his brain or something like that. He was doing it inside tonight as well – and he said it was much easier to do if he was actually concentrating on what he was doing rather than watching television at the same time. He gave Kaz a go at doing one too, and she was working really really hard to make sure she finished it before he did. I’m not saying that she is competitive … but everyone else would.

Did you know that some people are allergic to cats? Well, apparently Uncle Wayne is but I am doing what I can to help him. When he got up today … and finally opened the door to “our” bedroom, I wandered in and settled into the spot on the bed he had just vacated … right up against the pillow. It was lovely and warm. And, amazingly, it was still fairly warm when I went back later in the day – but not so warm that I didn’t get in under the sheet and blanket. I don’t know why the Mummies were so shocked that I had done that … it’s not as though I have never done it before … oh, wait … I haven’t. So, what is it about Uncle Wayne? I’m not sure but I can’t think about that now because I can hear him walking up the hall and I want to go and dive under his bed before he can lock me out of our room.