Nigella …

Rain. Rain. Rain. Then some more rain. You would have thought it was so wet that the last thing any cat would have wanted was to go outside … but not me. I really wanted to get outside … like I always do … and imagine my surprise when I finally managed to on Sunday night when the Mummies arrived from Trivia at the Nerang RSL. Usually they are absolutely on the ball when it comes to keeping me from escaping – and it could have been the meat tray and the shopping and the umbrella and the rain coat or trying to get inside quickly – but they were obviously distracted – which was when I bounded outside! How happy was I! I ran straight around to the office window to see if I could find any of my friends there … but it was obviously too wet for them (drat!), so I had a look under the seat out there … nothing … except Kaz standing there waiting … waiting … waiting … until I finally came out – at which point she scruffed me (really Kaz!), squeezed me to her chest, and carried me back inside. Hummph … I was ready to go back in anyway .. but it’s good for them to think I would stay out there indefinitely if left to my own devices!

They should realise by now that I actually don’t mind being with them. My days at the moment are spent in the bedroom with Sooz until Kaz comes home from wherever she’s been … sometimes with the cameras, sometimes not … and then if she’s at Ollie Tedesco, I will usually have a nap next to her – either on the top of Ollie, or in one of the drawers. Who would have thought you could get comfortable on a keyboard? Just about every cat in the world – but we usually stretch out on the desk too!

Hmmm … I wonder if I’ll ever let Kaz take action shots of me?

Well if they won’t let me in at night, maybe they will have the stringey thing in the bedroom with them.  I took him up and put him at the door last night but this morning he was still there.  Maybe they didn’t hear him knock.  I don’t think he’s that strong really … and he can’t claw at the door or thump it with its back legs like me.

So we know that I’m way cuter than (my ArchNemesis) Mimi but the real question now is … who has the bigger bottom?  I know Kaz (as if she can talk) thought it was me but I have now seen the photos of Mimi from the other night and let me tell you … even I was amazed … there it was … a bottom the size of a small African nation!

And apparently she doesn’t even try to hide it – quite the opposite in fact. She isn’t allowed on the table but she does have a seat at the dining room table – and when she’s ready for a nap she just lies down and pops her head under the table cloth – leaving the rest of her not under the tablecloth.  She is very pretty though … if you can look see past her bottom!  Mind you, though, she must have something going for her but she gets to go outside … a lot.  Me … they keep me trapped inside and Kaz and Sooz thwart my every attempt to enjoy the great outdoors … unless I start wearing the harness.  I call it a HA…ness (with a bit of contempt and sneer thrown in for emphasis), because we all know that that is never going to happen!

I am enjoying the scratchpad in my airplane.  It’s all good except I have to sit backwards in it because the back of the plane is too low for me to sit frontwards.  Sidewards works too though – although it’s a tad awkward.  If only Kaz would fix my caravan – or at least cut holes into one of my other cardboard boxes like Aunty M did for Mimi so I have doors and windows to go through again.  But at least she lets me spend time on the top of Ollie Tedesco even though she knows that I’ll probably reach down and grab one of her toys.  I really like the lion.

Can you believe it? Sooz and Kaz were quite happily hooking into lady fingers the other night. They had collected them from Aunty M who brought them (and a whole lot of other strange looking stuff) back with her from a place in Sydney (wherever that is) called Adbul’s. Sooz and Kaz raved about it, that M had done it for them – and how much there was of it – and the green and beige stuff – hummus and tabouli. I wasn’t so sure about the lady fingers: I’d need to know a bit more about them and which lady (or ladies) they had belonged to first!

Otherwise it’s been fairly uneventful here – especially as they have been more careful about not letting me out into the yard. I tried to get out there the other day to see what Kaz was doing with those huge scissors and the frangipani – and why was she cutting branches off them and where was she taking them? And who else thinks those huge scissors would be just the thing for cutting lady fingers with? Kaz had best be careful with them because we all saw how sharp they are. And why was she using a squishy bottle like she uses with me (doesn’t work!) on those plants – you know, the ones that have, against all odds, managed to grow up between the pavers and along the concrete seams? What have they done that’s so wrong that they need to get squished Kaz … tell me that!? Hmm maybe she was doing something nice for them – like giving then a spray to cool them down; she doesn’t need to give them drinks because it has been raining a bit here. Whatever she did with them and this “gardening” hasn’t helped them though because some of them don’t look at all well!

It was Kaz’s birthday on Monday and she says she is going to share one of her presents with me. I had a look at it and I’m not quite sure how she’s going to make all the bits and pieces (there are HEAPS of them) look like the picture on the box. I’m sure she’ll want me to help her … and I’m not sure those huge scissors are going to cut it here – Kaz is talking about going to a craft store (maybe electronics) to get some snips and other “bits and pieces” which seems odd given how many are already in that box!