24/12/24

One more sleep until Santa comes to deliver gifts to the children—not Gnomes this year. Times are getting tough, and they tell me that humans are tightening their belts and getting picky about who gets gifts, which seems to include Gnomes. I am not allowed a stocking this year, and instead, I am to see what happens. Hmm, I am not so sure about this idea. 

The humans took me out in the car the past few days, but I was not allowed out while they went into some shops. They came back empty-handed each time. They took a trip to Milton, south of Mosgiel, and then the Mistress said, "What about Balclutha? "Shall we go there, as it is just down the road? " 

Each time they left the car without me, I quickly looked out the window. These places were deserted, and The Mistress says these towns used to buzz with people. Some humans wore gumboots, and it wasn't even raining. The humans announce that they do this in small country towns.  It is engaging people watching, and some little kids spotted me at the window, so I wiggled my toes at them; they burst into laughter and told their parents, who, of course, did not believe them, that I could do this. Those kids were right; I did wiggle my toes.

Today, we went to Dunedin, and I thought we were going to the gardens, but a change of plan occurred. His Lordship purchased a large box and put it in the car's boot, but I could not see it. But what is it? I asked. Wait and see, he says. It appears it is a thing that you do it with. "Huh." What does this mean? It is just that they announced.

It is supposed to have batteries, but they forgot to buy some, so he could not get it going. They reckon Grandson Levi may like to do this activity. He is coming here soon, and I cannot wait to see him. I wonder if he has grown yet. He is a little fella but very intelligent and sometimes knows more answers than adults. But what is in this box that appears to be so interesting? All will be revealed soon, the humans say. Hmmm. I really would like to know now. I was told to shhh. 

The resident cat, Tabitha, struts around here like she owns the place. She seems to know the clock times for her food, and I have noted she hasn't eaten much the past couple of days. Is it any wonder she has polished off a couple of birds? She sits and waits very patiently. Some birds put out a cat alert screech, and the Mistress knows Tabitha has positioned herself ready to pounce. Those poor birds do not stand a chance; either that or they are dumb.

I watched the Mistress make a Trifle today from a distance. I was duly informed not to get in her way. His Lordship loves Trifle, but she didn't bring the sherry. He was not allowed any for dinner tonight either. He wasn't amused. You can see who wears the pants around here! 

Now, I must snuggle down and wait and see if Santa visits this house tonight.



 

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