Nigella …

Three … two ….one … JUMP! 

And what a magnificient jump it was … from the top of the flyscreen in the window right onto We’s chest and face.  Pity there was no-one awake to see it … but We soon was!  No … I didn’t hurt her … and before she went to sleep she did say I could have half of the bed … who for a moment would have thought we would both want the same half?  Yes, there has been someone else in my bedroom and in my bed … another one of Kaz’s siblings … her sister this time.  She is familiar to me of course … because I used to live with her and call her Mummy before Sooz and Kaz spiritied me away when I asked them to … that was nearly two years ago now!  We still takes up as much room in the bed as she used to … and there may even have been a little bear in the woods activity – but she doesn’t do nearly as much snoring as Kaz does.

She’s gone now … she’s doing a course over near Kaz and Sooz’s post office box (as far as I could tell) but she may be back this afternoon if she doesn’t get a better offer!  But, I ask you, who wouldn’t want to do Trivia with them? 
The rain continues here … and while I am still making some efforts to get out the front door, I admit they may be a little half-hearted and only meant to keep them on their toes.  I really don’t want to go out in the rain. 

Oh my goodness – can they make any more noise around here? Don’t they know that I have only one job (yes, we all know they think it’s to torment play with Kaz but it really isn’t!) and that’s to sleep … and who has a chance with that horrible caterwauling – or something even way worse than that, that Kaz has started doing … as though her “bear in the forest” isn’t bad enough. If she keeps this up I am going to have to seriously consider my options: moving out to the garage or even further afield, finding some way to use noise-cancelling headphones (do they make them for Nigeys?), imposing on Sooz’s kind nature so she intervenes or, if all else fails, take an axe to hide that darn trumpet. Okay, there’s no denying it’s a thing of beauty and I’d probably even have a go if she’d leave it out of its case, but a dozen or so lessons would not go astray Kaz!

Meanwhile, Sooz has been behaving herself – kind of.  I say “kind of” because she seems to have forgotten she is intelligent! You want proof? How’s this: she’s watching three very questionable programs presently: MAFS (which apparently is what everyone calls it because they can’t be bothered with its proper title or maybe it’s because they can’t remember/pronounce it); something about extreme carbohydrate loading and its deleterious effects, and another about people who can’t throw “stuff” away (OMG – that could be them!) – and no, it doesn’t make it a better choice just because other people she knows watches them too (her dentist!!!). I guess it’s part of the human condition – needing to connect with other people over dreadful programs – why can’t they just sniff each others butts like dogs do? Yes, I can see you wondering what it is that we cats do, but if you don’t know, I can’t tell you.

Is that a steam train – or some kind of angry robot come to take over the world? Or a bear in the forest? Snoring?  Is that snoring?  And why is Kaz sleeping on the couch in the living room? If she does go to sleep out here, it’s almost always at the table! (In fact, she was asleep there just a second ago!)  Ahhhh … she’s not well and she was watching television there and just laid down and went to sleep. Given that noise, I guess I am kind of glad they lock me out of the bedroom at night!  I don’t know how Sooz can put up with that … especially with the door closed … you would think the walls would be moving in and out.  And why doesn’t Kaz wake herself up with the noise … does she have a hearing problem?  Or is she just so tired at night – and during the day when she’s not well – that she can sleep through what sounds like dinosaurs thundering through the house?  You know what this means?  It means I’m not going to tippy-toe through the house at night anymore while they’re sleeping!  Let the Games begin!

I cannot believe that Kaz finally got round to making up my bedroom … properly this time!  I was going to ask her to put on my favourite colour sheets but in the end I decided that it would probably be best not to interrupt her as she and Wa (one of her brothers) busied themselves with the manchester. 

Yes, Wa came to visit and it was good having a man around the house. Yes, I know Sooz and Kaz do their best, but it just isn’t the same as having someone with … what did they call it … hmmm … that’s right “male energy”.  I’m not quite sure what that means because he doesn’t really seem all that different to them … he drinks coffee (well, they drink tea), he uses the computer (so do they) and he wears pants (so do they … most of the time),  The only difference is that he seems to be obsessed with “the trawlers” – whatever they are.  As far as I can tell they have something to do with prawns (note: the little green ones are not good enough) and spanners and crabs … or is that spanner crabs?  That last one has something to do with tools … Sooz was saying they are “hard work” but a bit easier if you have the right “tools”.  I don’t know … it’s all a mystery to me sometimes.

Kaz and Sooz seemed quite happy to have him here … and they certainly were making sure that I didn’t get to see that much of him while he was here … they were always whipping him out somewhere “down to the water” or “to Paradise Point for a picnic” or out to that Trivia thing they always seem to be going off to. Wa doesn’t seem to mind me that much … and vice versa.  I let him share my bed with me … and I even woke him up yesterday morning … and it wasn’t easy.  First I knocked with one paw and when that didn’t seem to work, I started bashing the door (to our room … not sure why he didn’t realise he had locked me out!) with both my hind legs.  Finally at 5:30am he came out so we could have a cup of coffee and a chat … I think he understood when I told him that Sooz and Kaz don’t usually get up until late morning (heh heh …. and I think he may have believed me!).

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