Mumday Monday

Today mum gets to post because she was given this award by the lovely Sherkhan's mum and Holly's mum too.


Here are the questions.

1. What would your perfect day consist of?

That would be waking up NOT to an alarm clock, lazy breakfast and then spending some time taking photos on a beach or in a forest. Then a lovely dinner to finish.

2. How would you describe yourself if you were an item of clothing?

An extravagant pair of shoes.

3. What hobbies are you currently working on?

My photography.

4. Walk in the woods in wellies or barefoot on the beach?

Barefoot on the beach, definitely.

5. Have you ever hugged or sang to a tree?

No, but I do it metaphorically because I work in environmental management.

6. Growing your own veggies or nipping to the supermarket?

I tried growing parsley, but a certain little black cat kept snoozing in the pot. We don't have room to grow anything substantial but I have high hopes for my mini orange, lemon and lime trees this summer!

7. Have you found anyone exciting in your family tree?

No, but then again I haven't looked!

8. Slap up meal in a posh restaurant or fish'n'chips from the wrapper?

Posh meal. I LOVE good food!

9. Which element do you most resonate with, Earth, Water, Air or Fire?

Fire. I'm a Sagittarius.

I have no idea

Mum says she has no idea where this photo came from, who took it, how it got on the iMac, nothing.

She didn't take it with her giant pupparazzi camera, so it must have come from the iPhone.

I worry about her memory sometimes. What if she forgets to buy me Fancy Feast???

International Stick Like Glue to Mum Day

If your parents ever go away and leave you alone for FOUR whole weeks, you must make them pay by acting really pathetic and getting lots of sympathy.

Since mum and dad got home on Friday, I have been staying very close to mum. Everywhere she goes I follow her. If she sits down, I want to sit on her lap. If she's in the kitchen, I am under her feet. If she's looking in the fridge, I am sitting next to the door looking sad (and hoping to get ham). If mum goes into the bathroom, I try and follow. When she's in bed, I am right there next to her.

So far it's working well. I am getting lots of pats and dad feels really sorry for me so he is being nice and letting me outside then inside then outside then inside and giving me some roast chicken from last night's dinner. They probably won't leave me alone like that again.

Interview with my mum

HM: Hi Mum!

Mum: Hi Huffle.

HM: What is your real name? Is it something other than “mum”?

Mum: My name is Tracey… but you can call me mum.

HM: What do you do all day when I’m left home alone?

Mum: Dad and I go to work so we can afford your stinky cat food and all those mouses you love playing with.

HM: Hmmm… where is this “work”? Can I come too?

Mum: I work for the Victorian Government – if I worked at Google I’d take you to work but you’ll just have to stay home for now.

HM: What about dad? Does he go to this “work” with you?

Mum: Well, we travel together but he works in a different place.

HM: Can I go there with him?

Mum: You’ll have to ask him! But remember you don’t like travelling in the car.

HM: Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Why is Salvador so mean to me?

Mum: He’s old and grumpy. And he has dementia. He’s nearly 16 now so I think he finds your 7-year-old energy levels a bit much. Just stay out of his way and he’ll leave you alone.

HM: Why don’t I get more new mouses?

Mum: You don’t play with all the ones you do have! How many more do you want?

HM: That’s beside the point. I should get new toys all the time. Other cats do *sniff*.

Mum: Which other cats?

HM: Never mind. So what do you and dad do for fun?

Mum: We don’t have time for fun – we have to keep you and Salvador in food and mouses. We like to go out for dinner to nice places, and we like going on holidays.

HM: What’s that all about? You keep going away and leaving me here!

Mum: But we don’t leave you alone – your aunt comes to look after you. And I’ll bet she feeds you more than dad does.

HM: Well... that's not important right now. Are you going to get me a puppy to play with soon?

Mum: Probably not for a few years. We don't have the room. And I don't think you'd like to share with a puppy. You might lose a bit of space on our bed. Which reminds me, I have a question for you!

HM: Really? But this is me interviewing you.

Mum: It's just a short one. How does one small black cat take up so much space on a king sized bed?

HM: It's a gift.

So there you go! One day I will try and interview dad but he's a bit shy.