I do not know what Kaz is thinking sometimes. Take today. She was in the bedroom doing the Trivia Quiz with Sooz – who had already beaten her in working out the 9-letter Target word – violently – that was the word not how she did it. Kaz has said Novelty but wasn’t even close! So, they’re in there and I go in to see what they’re up to and because I like them – even though they are still calling me the DESTROYER OF CHRISTMAS TREES (yes, me … imagine) and refusing to put decorations up, even though Kaz is talking about getting some snow for Olaf’s tree – I take in what’s left of my stringy thing (after Kaz ran over it with the vacuum cleaner) – as a gift for them, and what does Kaz do? She takes it from where I have gently (and lovingly) placed it at her feet, throws it out the bedroom door and shouts “Fetch”. Fetch? Really? What does she think I am? A dog? Well, needless to say I didn’t run to do her bidding – and won’t be any time soon.
They had their bags out earlier today – and from that and all their talk about “Rosemary” and “Nigey’s going on holidays” I knew something was afoot. They have been talking about the Lismore Christmas Lights and seeing Ja but I’d thought they were just going down for the day. Apparently not… but it doesn’t matter now because they’re not going after all. Apparently everyone is very excited about the Covid bug again – especially since it has been found in their poop water (why on earth do they keep it? And what are they doing with it to be worried about it once it’s in the place where they keep it? So many questions you’d have to think it would be so much easier if they just used litter trays!) And because they’re all excited again, the Government is closing the borders so people can’t get in: DO NOT COME they’re telling people who don’t live in Queensland; and to people who do live in Queensland who aren’t here at the moment, they’re telling them to hurry home while they still can. So Kaz and Sooz have decided to stay home… and I know they’re serious because the bags have been put away and Aunty M has been told she doesn’t have to pick me up from Rosemary any more.
They still have done nothing about getting the back deck closed in – except to listen to Aunty M about not using cat netting without thinking about the size of the holes – it would keep me in but may not keep out other things that I could catch and take in to them as gifts. I bet they wouldn’t casually pick up a snake and throw it out the door for me to FETCH. But wouldn’t it be fun to hear the screams!
Nigella ... 