We awoke to a beautiful morning here on the Goldie, the smell of spring was definitely in the air. We were milling around in the kitchen waiting for brekkie to appear, when there was a piercing shriek from the next room. We naturally rushed to see what was happening and found Mother trying to murder a small rodent with the kitchen mop. It appears that the little creature had been dining on our Kibble, much to my mother’s annoyance. It would appear that her slogan of “be kind to all animals” does not extend to the rodent population.
Things went from bad to worse, when she raised her favourite mug to take her first sip of that very important morning coffee, (you can’t get any sense out of her until after that first shot of caffeine), the handle parted from the mug showering everyone with hot liquid. Poor Bella was nearly knocked out when the mug bounced off her head. She received no apology for this…kindness to animals?…I am seeing a theme to this day already.
However, we had a restful day until Mother returned from her outing to the shops. She came in like a whirlwind and proceeded to start emptying the freezer, mysterious frozen boxes and packets were stacked all over the kitchen. I panicked as I thought she must have lost her mind whilst out shopping. I made a somewhat hysterical call to my older brother in “Joeys”. He told me the only thing I had to worry about was the amount of “mystery meat” that would become a part of our diet over the next few days. It appears that every few years she gets a bee in her bonnet over the age of her stash of food in the freezer.
We walked around the lake this afternoon with Barney’s best friend Molly, (she is a part of our new Australian family, so is a sort of cousin). Most of the conversation centred around the age of freezer food and whether or not it is safe to serve to friends. Molly’s mom offered to delve into her freezer and see what she could find for their joint social event this coming Sunday. All I can say is they had better keep it secret from Piper’s mom ‘cos she doesn’t believe in eating stuff that has been in the freezer since you arrived in Australia! I believe this whole thing is part of the “we need to cut back” scenario.
I dared to mention to Mother that “old” food would probably not agree with me, she told me I should be grateful that I had food as millions around the world don’t. I suppose you cant argue with that statement!
Night mates, see you tomorrow!