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Monday, 7 January 2019

Day 75 of 100, Sunday 6th January


I woke at a more agreeable time, around six. Mippies were eager to go out, they were noisy, mipping at me to open the door, and restless. Mewthos keeps trying to saunter across my desk – not happy about the water sprayed at him for his cheek! Around eight I’ve had enough and I open the door – all mippies rush outside eagerly!

They stay outside the entire morning, finally relaxing their guard on me! I’m enjoying my freedom!

At one point, Lady Jane sees the grasshopper! It’s reached the top of the scratcher – and she does her utmost to reach it! I managed to take several photos of her climbing as high as she could on the scratcher!

Sometime later Rose calls me: Shadow has a strange type of injury on her back! A patch of fur is missing, the skin is yellow and swollen – and she does not like to be prodded and poked, she’s growling non-stop! Pity she isn’t part of a family, like my mippies – they all clean each other. Fortunately, though, she can reach the spot and clean it herself – though only just! I’d keep an eye on it, though it doesn’t look serious.

When Rose and I concluded our daily chat, Mewthos is missing! He’s not upstairs, I can’t see him anywhere, not by a spekboom, not up the tree – nowhere! Rose comes out the back to look for him, I’ve checked upstairs, she’s checked her flat … as we’re starting to worry he comes sauntering along! No clue where he’s been!

Back upstairs I decide to wash the dishes. I took some chicken out the freezer – not sure what I’ll do with it, yet. I’m hoping our gardener comes to work for me tomorrow, which would hopefully give me a chance to get away for the last grocery shopping in PE. I just need some bread and fruit & vegetables. Not much, though. My diet is becoming rather restricted since I have hardly anything left here – the pasta is packed, I have one tin of tuna left, a couple of peas in the freezer … all in all, not much for a nice meal, just enough for mix and match edible food.

Ah! I have a new pet! That grasshopper somehow made it from the scratcher to my desk and now seems to be attracted by my blue T-shirt. I let it walk onto my arm and carry it – right past Lady Jane – outside, into the garden and place it on that large bush in the corner or Rose’s garden (where she rarely goes – no need to give her a surprise!).

I started weaving Rose’s basket – awfully fiddly to get that started! One of the wafts came loose and I had to re-glue it, then wait until the glue had dried completely!

Since all mips had spent almost the whole day outside, I didn’t expect any trouble calling them inside – and sure enough, they were all here when I called! Ziva on the ledge, Mewthos and Lady Jane came inside without trouble; so I put down their treat for them and … no Ziva! She refused to come inside – just strolled up and down on the ledge, giving me half a heart attack when she started rolling around the edge! I tried everything I could, but she adamantly refused to come in. I even held out her treat so she could smell it … sure, she liked it, but not enough to jump up and come inside! Now things were getting difficult, since the mippies had cleared their bowls and nudged me to get out the window! Hearing the commotion, Rose poked her head past the ledge to see what’s happening! In the end I had to shut the window to avoid a mini getting out … Ziva jumped off the ledge, onto Rose’s wall and strolled up the stairs. Well, not immediately, of course! She let me wait a full five minutes! I opened the door and she poked her nose in – while Lady Jane was right by my side looking for a chance to dash out! What a mission!

I wonder why she’s being so … stubborn? What’s going on in that clever little head of hers? I had given her treat to the mini’s, so she lost out! But since all three bowls were licked clean, I gave them each a second treat – well, Ziva’s first for today. Afterwards she settled on my armchair with Lady Jane, while Mewly twirlied my jersey – which is on the sleeper couch for that reason! He’s now sleeping on it, whereas Ziva wants some of MY dinner!

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