Nigella …

Open the drawer, M Kaz. Don’t pretend you can’t see me here. And don’t make me bite you again. We’ve already done that (at least) once today. There may have been a leg scratch as well. There has also been some tenderness – well, that’s what I’m calling it when I jumped up on the desk to cuddle you (really) while you were sorting through those (hundreds!! of) cables. I thought it was kind of funny when you pulled the plastic box off the top of the bookshelf and it and all the stuff in it went flying. I was there – you didn’t have to yell ‘I’m okay’ for my benefit. I’m sure M Sooz appreciated the heads-up though because it was pretty loud. Not as loud as your language, M Kaz. And where did you learn those words? Not from me, surely.

It is beginning to look a lot like Christmas. The Christmas trees have made it inside (finally) and I notice that the singing reindeer has also made an appearance. But I know for a fact that there’s still a heap of Chtistmas stuff out in the garage – the ‘real’ Christmas trees, the snowman, the tinsel – and M Sooz’s nativity scene. Then it really will be Christmas. And since you’re going out that way, M Kaz, why don’t you take my c-a-g-e with you. We certainly aren’t going to need that for a while. (Why are you sniggering, M Kaz?)

I keep watching outside just in case any of my friends are around. It’s a while since I saw any of the Cecil family and I know they have to be around because the neighbours saw one of them a week or so ago and I think the Cecils have to go through our yard to get to theirs. It’s best if they don’t go anywhere near the neighbours to the left because they are pretty frightened by the Cecils and sometimes aren’t as kind as they might be – they’re not mean really, they just can’t seem to think straight while they’re stifling screams.

The Kallax shelves that are destined for M Sooz’s wardrobe are still in the living area but M Ka, is hopeful that won’t stay the case. I love them – they are just the right height and distance away for when I’m jumping from the table to the bench. I hope they never move them!

It was Sunday, M Kaz. Sunday! You’re not supposed to lock yourself in your office on a Sunday. It’s the weekend when you devote yourself entirely to me and not to yucky work – especially not the kind where you think you have to lock me out of the office so I don’t take up residence on your foot and the typing pedal. Yes, I know you offer me the drawer for while I’m in there with you, but that doesn’t always suit me. So what was so important that you had to do it on the weekend? Some court case transcription that you’d promised them back for Monday morning? And you couldn’t have done it at any time on Thursday and Friday when it was first assigned to you? Hmmm. Not happy M Kaz.

And if that wasn’t enough, what was this you and M Sooz taking yourself off to bed even before the ABC News finished? I really do wonder about you two sometimes? Why do you even have me if you’re not going to spend time with me? (Miffed? Me? You betcha!)

It rained again last night – but I’m fairly sure those Mothers slept through it. I would have woken them if there had been thunder and lightning but it was just some rain – and not the heavy rain that we have been having that comes through into the Outback and wets my table. Is it any wonder that I sometimes sleep on the chair under the table.

OMG! OMG! I almost forgot the most important thing. The Kallax shelves are finally assembled and some have even made it into M Kaz’s wardrobe. I’d love to say that M Kaz finally got her act together and assembled them – but she did get her act together enough to organise Uncle Dave to do it for them. I helped, of course. And since then I have been doing QA to make sure they are perfect. And they are!

Rude. Rude. Rude That’s what it was. I was minding my own business having a nap on the chair under the table Outback yesterday morning when the Mummies swooped in out of nowhere and forced me into the cat cage and before I knew it I was in the car and M Kaz and I were on the way to the … nail salon (read: vet). It didn’t take long there – Dr Donna was very good – and then we were on the way to the petrol station. Petrol station? Couldn’t that wait until I wasn’t in the car M Kaz? Apparently not. I don’t think I’ve ever been to a petrol station before – and thank goodness M Kaz had the forethought to leave the windows a little open so I didn’t suffocate while she out ‘pumping the gas’.

Well, it may not come as any surprise but the Kallax shelves (the first one) are still sitting across the two chairs in the living room and at this rate I don’t think she’s ever going to start putting them together.  I did hear on the phone though talking with someone about ‘assembling the flatpack’ so it looks as though she might be hiring someone to do it for her.  M Kaz would ask Aunty Syl to help her but it seems as though they have enough to do – carpeting the upstairs area and epoxying the garage floor at their house has been mentioned.  I have no doubt M Kaz can make this happen – I just wonder if it will be this year!

And speaking of year – it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas around Jannie.  M Kaz went shopping today and came back with more Christmas shirts – I say ‘more’ because they already have a few of them between them.  To be fair though, they didn’t have one that was from the movie ‘Die Hard’ (a Christmas movie, really ?) – Yippee Ki-Yay.  I wonder if there was supposed to be anything after that?  I had to try on a couple of the shirts, of course, and M Kaz was kind enough to take some photos of me so I could show off how festive I look in them.

My nails look good too but you’d hardly notice with me in my AI-added outfit. 

That M Kaz must be feeling a bit better because she’s taken herself off this morning to see Aunty Jo – leaving M Sooz in bed, sleeping, with what they think is the lurgy which M Kaz so kindly passed on to her. Thank goodness the ‘feel better’ supplies are still in the house so M Sooz could start using them straight away. Just as well Nigeys don’t get sick like that although it would be a good excuse to try those lemonade ice blocks that M Kaz has for her throat.
The storms have stayed away for the last couple of days but that doesn’t mean I have been staying out of M Kaz’s office. Yes, I was there when she opened the electricity bill and almost fell off her chair when she saw they had used 175% more electricity than for the same time last year. What? 175%!! Yes, M Kaz did read that correctly and then realized it was because as she and M Sooz had been overseas at the same time last year, Uncle Wayne and Aunty Wendy (who both stayed here during the the time the Mummies were away) wouldn’t have used as many cooling devices as M Sooz does because she needs to stay cool; she feels the heat a lot!
I don’t think I mentioned that while M Kaz was at Costco a little while back she had found something called a ‘cooling blanket’ which – if you have the correct side on your body – does cool you down. It’s on M Sooz’s side of the bed now and yes, it does have a cooling effect. Who knew? That being said, though, there was still the air conditioner and one of the fans running overnight – I know because they had the bedroom door closed to keep the air conditioning air from trying to keep all of Jannie cool.
M Kaz was feeling well enough to go out to the garage to get a new bag of litter so she could completely refresh my litter (it doesn’t do so well with rain on it). She was lamenting that we only have four bags of litter left (read: 40 kg) so she was very happy when she received an email this morning saying Katz-Loo (provider of litter for Mimi and I) are having a 25%-off sale so M Kaz will be ordering some of that this afternoon. Hmmmm … there’s plenty of room in the garage (even though M Kaz didn’t manage to get that old shade sail in the next door’s blue bin before it was taken away – and that there’s still three boxes of Kallax out there waiting to be put together) so I wonder how much she will order. Doesn’t matter how much really because she knows I will use it all. (Smiley face.)

Hmmm … where are the pics of me M Kaz?  I know you’ve been sick – but that sick?