Nigella …

The Mummies move their legs around a bit during the night and sometimes M Kaz moves hers so much that she almost knocks me off the bottom of her bed. I usually jump off before she can actually do that but it sometimes doesn’t make for a restful night. Thank goodness I have my own bed. Hmmm, I wonder where Uncle Wayne will sleep when he’s here looking after me when the Mummies are off and about later in the year. Will he sleep in our bed or will he leave our bed for me and sleep in one of the Mummies’ beds? I do know that M Kaz has been giving his visit a lot of thought – which is why she has 200kg of cat litter on order from Katz-Loo. That should be enough to tide us over until they come back and can order some more.
It’s a pity the cat litter can’t keep us warm because it is still cold at Jannie and M Kaz heard on the news today that more cold weather is expected. Single digits was mentioned. M Kaz still hasn’t turned the reverse cycle air conditioning on – they just keep making sure they’re wearing puffer jackets and beanies, and M Sooz has a new pair of warm slippers to keep her feet warm. Nobody remembers it being this cold last year.

M Kaz has been cross about rubbish twice this week. The first one was on Tuesday morning when the rubbish bin wasn’t emptied. I thought it was a bit funny because when she noticed that the neighbour’s bin hadn’t been put out (K & S’s daughter is staying while they are overseas on holiday), she put it out for them – not wanting it not to be collected. So how funny was it when she came back later and found that their bin hadn’t been emptied. M Kaz was going to call the Council to ‘give them a serve’ but she checked their website first and realised the reason it hadn’t been collected was because they couldn’t reach it where she’d positioned it immediately behind S’s ute. She will know for next time that she can’t do that, and that it’s probably better not to put it immediately in front of a vehicle either.

The other time she was cross was because of the blue skip whch she has finally unfolded and started filling with things – old chairs, the door Uncle Wayne replaced, the old desk, a couple of office chairs – that type of thing. She hasn’t finished yet but she knew there was going to be some spare room in there so she told Margaret up the road that she could put some things in – but she thought she was going to do it thoughtfully rather than just dumping stuff in there. Now M Kaz is trying to decide whether she will get her to re-pack the skip properly or whether M Kaz will do it herself. I know which one I’m betting on.
The Mummies have been doing the washing again – and I love that because it gives me a very comfortable place to be while I’m enjoying the warmth of the Outback.

Those Mummies always go out on Saturday mornings and leave me here all alone. I think they think that it’s okay and that I just go back to bed and go back to sleep. Well, that may be the case but it’s a worry that they would think so. But at least M Kaz always says goodbye to me, ‘See you later Nigey’. I do my bit, I’m always waiting for them when they arrive home – whenever that is.

When they arrived home today M Kaz came Outback with me for a while. I’m not sure what she was doing besides soaking up the sunshine and looking at her phone. And then she was gone – leaving M Sooz reading in bed (it is still cold enough for her to do that – she isn’t a sun fan like M Kaz and me and has to warm up as best she can).

And talk about being warm (not), I’ve been cold cold cold in the evenings. Last night I bothered M Kaz until she turned off the television and came to bed. Then I hopped on our bed and M Kaz covered me up with the dinosaur blanket – even though M Sooz was saying she was worried I wouldn’t get enough air but that’s never been a problem before – and it wasn’t last night either because once M Kaz finally made it into bed and I backed up to her legs, I was set for the night. M Sooz did check I was still there – and breathing – several times throughout the night. M Kaz slept through all that, of course, and she slept through M Sooz having a nightmare as well. And she must have been tired because she didn’t get up and go down to the Broadwater to take photographs of the sunrise and pelicans today – I don’t care about that, of course -what I care about is that if she doesn’t go, I can’t have her warm spot when she leaves.

Aunty M came this morning to pick up M Sooz so they could go to breakfast together. I didn’t get up. I had already been up two or three times in the early hours of the morning – waking M Kaz up so she could watch me as I had snacks in the kitchen. I didn’t wake her up every time – she knows that now since she found one of my rubber band friends in my cookie dish when she was getting ready to go down to the Broadwater to take photographs at 5.30 am. It’s a pity she doesn’t like to go earlier because that would work out well for both of us.

Yes, M Kaz, you do have to watch me eat.  That’s what good Mummies do,  It’s no fun eating alone and you know I like having company in the kitchen.  And, yes, it would be good if you could open the door so I can go Outback as soon as I’ve had my brekkie.  And it would be nice if you could get around to emptying my old litter tray too. Chop chop … let’s get too it.  And yes, M Kaz, you are my servant!  I thought you knew that already but obviously you’ve forgetten it this morning. I bet Mimi doesn’t have to keep reminding Aunty M to do things for her!

It is still cold at Jannie. I know this because M Kaz was wearing a puffer jacket last night while they were watching Inspector Barnaby – and M Sooz even had a flannie shirt on.  I cannot believe they are still watching Midsomer Murders – but M Kaz says it’s because they are still doing research for when they go to Barnabyland.  I wonder if they worry that they will end up like the over 500 people who have been killed on that if they visit Midsomer, but M Kaz says they are perfectly safe because in Midsomer you only get “done in” by people you know – quite frequently the last thing a person who is about to be murdered says is:  what are you doing here? – and it’s obviously someone they know.  M Kaz says they won’t know anybody in Midsomer-land, M Kaz so they will be perfectly safe.  I hope she’s right.

As well as being cool, it’s also been grey and overcast and there hasn’t been that much sun so I have been staying mostly inside and curled up on a bed whenever I can.  And yes, the battle of wills over whether I will sit at the television and be friends with it continues.  I’m still winning (I think).