Thank Goodness That's Done With

Oh boy, was this Christmas a trial.

Mum and Auntie Casey both left. The three of them had big plans for a roast chicken Christmas Dinner before they did, but No - It Didn't Happen. I blame Mum, she's always trying to get out of any work going on around the house. Though she did have a big clean up before she went.

So there it was - just Auntie Emma and me. And man was it TOUGH! She hardly ever got up in time to feed me for breakfast. I had to settle for 'brunch' which sounds to me like a lazy person's excuse. THEN on top of all that, she didn't want to give me all the cuddles I am due. No siree. Instead of picking up where Mum and Auntie Casey had left off, she only gave me her cuddles, which are not nearly enough for me!

But you know what? My prodigal relations came home on the same day! So I got a DOUBLE dose of cuddles on that day! Oh yeah and they really know how to scratch a cat. They got a few of my bidi bidi's out too which was good once it was done, but I don't much like having to suffer it.

So the new year has kicked off pretty much the same as the old one - with everyone forgetting me once something more important comes up. My nemisis came in for some of my food today and since Mum was wrapped up in a book I decided to take him on myself. I don't normally do this in the house - usually Mum or one of the Aunties are around to chase him away. I'm big enough to take care of myself mind - I just don't like getting my paws dirty. But I got him outside, down the stairs and out under the apple tree before Mum even made it herself. She threw some apples and squirted some water at him but I told her I'd already taken care of the situation. She pretented to be all worried about me and wanted to pat me but I knew really she was proud of me. And why shouldn't she be?