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Today is one of the mornings when the yellow dog comes. The dog comes three times a week and I have to make sure I am out of the way. He has a harness as well as his lead. His human likes me so I sit at the top of the stairs and he comesContinue reading “Day 36”

The garden chairs are wet and so is the garden table where I spend the summer in the sun. The sparrows fly around my head feeding from their swinging food stations. I see the mice under the honesty plants catching scraps from the bird feeders above. I can’t stay out there in the wet andContinue reading “Day 35”

I have been sleeping on the big double bed in the back bedroom. It was cold this morning so I was a bit slow to catch up with my human who was already out of her bed in the next room. I usually greet her by purring loudly and I tell her she has toContinue reading “Day 34”

The stranger visitor has gone. Hurray! Now that big machine on the top floor creates a horrible noise while it washes and dries sheets. Today I got attention by clawing my human’s chair underneath when she was sitting watching another moving screen. She usually gets up and finds the whip I play with. She dragsContinue reading “Day 33”

Went on the bathroom roof this morning for a short time. It was sunny. I can sniff the huge family of sparrows in the ivy and jasmine hedge but I can’t reach them which is annoying. I didn’t stay long because the fire was on where my human stares at a white screen all day.Continue reading “Day 32”

The two humans were talking and talking. Travellers need a lot of help with ‘vaccinations’, I heard. To get some attention I tried begging to go out in the back garden at night and she let me. Then she shut the door. It was raining. When she let me back in I told her IContinue reading “Day 31”

I sulked all last week. There was a female stranger staying in the house. She got a lot of attention. I didn’t like it. I got that mouse my human’s always talking about and put it down dead in my usual place on the Persian rug. I was sick all over that rug yesterday soContinue reading “Day 30”

Last night I dreamt of Mrs Tiddles.  I have not seen her for a long time.  Now it is raining and I am on my human’s bed dreaming of her.  Her human told us she sleeps in a warm box under the kitchen table so I won’t see her again till next year.  I canContinue reading “Day 29”

My human was out again. Usually she brings back my food, but not today. She wore different clothes from cupboards which I investigated. No sign of mice. They are all downstairs where I left them. Anyway, back came the Big White Cat. This time the fight was to the death. When my human came backContinue reading “Day 28”

Today my human went out. She left the window on the roof open and the back door so I could get on the roof and then climb down to the garden when I want to. On the roof I can watch the birds. They have hanging baskets and a water dish suspended up in theContinue reading “Day 27”