Nigella …

I really do wish M Kaz would be a bit more diligent with keeping my blog up to date. It’s not as though I’m not nagging gently reminding her most days that she has responsibilities but she’s very good at ignoring me sometimes. Is it any wonder that I resort to kisses and cuddles to get her to pay attention to me and my wants and needs (besides food and litter tray duties). That being said I think she’s had a bit of an excuse the last couple of days – what, with it being her birthday and all. Old? Old? Well, let’s not even suggest that to her.

My favourite box, absolutely amazingly, is still on the table and I’m still using it. Yes, yes, I know I can’t quite get all of me into it all at the one time, but there’s nothing wrong with that. I’m also spending time on my recliner (in one of my other boxes – of course).

The big news is that we have a puppy! Well, actually it’s not ‘our’ puppy but the neighbours do have one. His kennel name is Gomez (part of the now-famous Ipswich Addams family – there were enough puppies in the litter for them all to be called after the Addams) but they’re calling him Max. Max is a biter, and a chewer, and a destroyer of pot plants – and they’ve only had him for two days! He is my new hero – although he has some way to go before he actually catches up with me. (Was that M Kaz shuddering just then?)

I am going to see some new faces around her in the next week. M Kaz has booked the plumber and an electrician to come to Jannie. She still has to work out exactly what she wants them to do but you know her – she works best to a deadline and by the time they get here on Wednesday and Friday, she hopes to have it figured out. I think part of it has something to do with smoke alarms to make sure they meet the new residential regulations but when she was looking through the last paperwork from the electrician, she noticed something about them – so we shall see.

M Kaz has been buying me new bowls – something about making sure I don’t suffer from ‘whisker fatigue’ which is some person’s theory about why cats don’t eat out of the bowl when – ‘I CAN SEE THE BOTTOM’ even if it’s just in one small part of the bowl. I don’t know how to tell M Kaz this but sometimes I think it’s what’s in the bowl not the bowl itself.

What the …?  That is not me!  Well, it was my photo but yes, yes, you’ve guessed it, M Kaz has been playing with AI and making fake news of me doing things.  It backfired on her though because one of them is supposed to be of me ironing – but obviously isn’t. 

She did one of M Sooz and Aunty M sitting down having coffee and cake.  I don’t know about anyone else but M Sooz didn’t seem like M Sooz at all – and their voices were very different from their real selves.  Hopefully M Kaz will get bored with it soon and not bore all of us with it for too long.

Summer is officially over but no-one seems to have told the folk who are in charge of the weather yet.  The fans and air conditioners are still on here at Jannie and I’m still spending time on the ironing board (not ironing) in the second bedroom – but not doing what AI would have us believe.

I am waiting for M Kaz to sneak my old (almost flat) box out of the house.  She has replacements available but I’m not quite ready for them yet. 

Well what a busy month we are having so far.  Can you believe M Kaz has finally made it to the tip – but not to throw out things – she was delivering a load of clothes to the charity bins there and she was so intent on doing that that she forgot about the big box on the back seat.  That would be the one the typewriter came in – it’s big and filled with packing material.  It doesn’t surprise me that almost a week later, it’s still there.  But I’m not complaining about the way they hold on to boxes around here!  I have a new one which used to be filled with bowls of hot and spicy noodles (did someone say ‘Costco’?).  It’s a lovely size and I will move to that when I finally outgrow the Amazon box I’m currently loving and spending time in.  

It seems like I’m not the only one M Kaz takes to the vet.  The other day she scooped up M Sooz and took her!  Okay, okay – I should say it was just to take her for a drive and she didn’t make her get out of the car when she ducked in to get my dental cookies.  Yes, I am still hoing in to them – how could I not – they are so yummy (and M Kaz thinks they are doing me good but let’s see what the verdict is when I have my next check-up).    

It’s the last couple of days of Summer – mind you, if you didn’t know it is Summer, you wouldn’t guess – not with the amount of rain we’ve had lately.  It’s been torrential in the morning when M Kaz is getting ready to go down to the water in the mornings.  Water?  It’s all been in the yard!

No, I am not running around like a ‘nut job’, Mummies. You have me mistaken for someone else. Someone who you didn’t leave home alone last night while you went to Toowoomba. What was that all about anyway? And this on the day after M Kaz dragged me along to the Vet for a check-up because of that patch of missing fur on my chest. The good news is that the missing fur is not serious – although they did pop a topical ointment on it. Did they mention the word ‘steroid’ and should we all be concerned about ‘roid rages’?

I couldn’t believe they left me alone overnight and didn’t even think to organise for Aunty M to come and see me. Yes, yes, I know Aunty M is … well, I’m not sure what she is except pretty busy because those Mummies don’t always tell me what’s going happening but I do know Aunty M isn’t away at the moment because the Mummies are having breakfast with her tomorrow.

Actually … that’s yesterday now. I cannot believe how fast the days are zooming past. It’s Valentine’s Day in a couple of days and I still haven’t gotten anything (or anyone – he he) for M Kaz to share with M Sooz.
And now here it is Valentine’s Day (!?!) in what seemed to be just a blink of an eye. The good news is that I did have a thought of what to give the Mummies – and as it turns out, it’s the only red thing I own – my lovely red rubber band. I left it in M Kaz’s shoe last night. I hope they like it. They have seen it before, of course, and they have picked it up off the floor enough – and, no doubt, will do so again – along with all my other rubber bands.

It’s been pretty wet here at Jannie the last couple of days. it was so wet yesterday morning, M Kaz didn’t even pretend that she was going to go down to the Broadwater for coffee and to take photographs. She did go this morning though – and came back with photographs of some very wet seagulls and even wetter pelicans. Where do birds go in the rain if they’re not hanging out at the Broadwater with the early morning coffee drinkers – and there was no shortage of those coffee drinkers this morning – and it was just the regulars this morning (because of the rain. M Kaz doesn’t mind that.

I strongly suspect the Mummies did something different for their Saturday breakfast today. They left much later than they usually do on – and when they arrived back at Jannie, I was sure I caught the whiff of pork buns, soy noodles and dumpling.

It’s still raining this afternoon, although not as heavily as it has been. The birds have been back out on the telegraph (or are they power?) lines, and I’ve been back in my mango box for most of the afternoon. Have to love Saturdays.