12/1/25

 The Grandson has arrived. We had waited so long to see him, and the humans were excited to see him. Jeepers, his suitcase is enormous. It is more significant than him. He may be coming for a month instead of a week. His suitcase is almost more significant than the Mistress's.  She always packs more than she needs. 

Tabitha, the resident cat, approves of Levi. He gave her some treats, and now they are friends. What fool wouldn't be. 

Levi likes chess and tried hard to teach the Mistress, but it was a waste of time because she just didn't get it. The look of frustration on his face was priceless. She got so stressed trying to remember the complicated game that she gave up.

During the night, Gizmo and I wandered around this huge house and ducked for cover when Levi started talking in his sleep. We could not understand what he was saying. I tried to pull his big toe because I wanted to hear about his dream. He wasn't compliant at all. Well, maybe next time. 

The Mistress sometimes talks and screams in her sleep, making a good pair. His Lordship sometimes has to wake her up. The other night, she waved her arms at him. I thought that when the humans went to bed, it was for sleeping, not chatter and actions!

Today, Levi found a cupboard of games that The Mistress had advised. It's called Bumbles. They look very strange, wearing bees at the end of a strap around their heads. The bee has a magnet, and they have to pick up the pollen on the flower. Whoever gets the most pollen is the winner. It was obvious who would win, as he had been practicing. Sometimes, the bees would fight to get the same pollen. This was funny to watch. They even tried to get the headpiece on me so I could play. I tried very hard, but I gave up. 



Grandad and Levi collecting the Pollen


Me with the Pollen.

All the humans went out today, and guess what? I was left at home as usual. I was not at all impressed, either. The Mistress apologized when they got home, and I hope they remember to take me tomorrow. They say they want to see these vast Albatross birds as the weather should be okay. I will keep an eye on the lad. 

The Mistress got the lad to help make a Bacon and Egg Pie for their lunch tomorrow. I supervised him. He even washed his hands before handling food.  What a good lad. The Mistress says he will go flatting one day and must know how to cook. He replied that he would get a girlfriend to cook. This is sure to please his parents! 


Bacon and Egg Pie


Tonight's dinner, loaded with tomato sauce

He did manage to eat more than half his dinner. That tomato sauce must have helped. 
After dinner and a rest, it was time for a shower or spa bath. You can guess what he chose. The added bubbles to his bath excited him, and the spa made more. The only problem was that he may have stayed in it too long, as he wasn't feeling that great when he got out. It appears that Nana has a bit to learn. It has been a while since her children were this age. A chat with his Mum was reassuring, and he was off to sleep.







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