Mausi Has Been Evicted From Her Favourite Bedroom.

She is quick as a flash, unless the door is closed.

When we have family or friends to stay we change bedrooms. A migration of sorts from the front part of the house to the back part. More privacy for us and them especially considering the fact that Bob and I are up ahead of dawn. At least then we can make coffee and ease into our day.

Mausi obviously copies her parents as she now only sleeps in beds. Floor mats or baskets won't do for her but at least with our ever changing sleeping arrangements her life is far from boring.

On Thursday I put on fresh linens and she and I had a game of let me hide underneath the fitted sheet which delayed my day for a good five minutes. Our bed is a king sized one which enabled her to just hide out of reach from my arms, resulting in me running around the bed to get her to come out of the round ' corners ' of the fitted sheet. Near impossible! To her it is the height of excitement to help me change the bedding.

Not to be outdone, Tiggi has taken it upon herself to act like a little batty old thing. The lovely wooden house Bob has built for her on our windowsill has now become an observation point...she suddenly decided to spend the night atop its roof. That caused us a few moments of worry as the roof hasn't been nailed down. So far so good and yes, both of us have told her to get down from it but cats are more stubborn than teenagers.

Mausi will have to adjust her lifestyle for a long weekend and be spoilt rotten by everyone what with extra cuddles and treats being the order of the day. Ah, a cat's life indeed.

Biggi