Diaries of a Miu-Miu and a Flower
The twenty sixth of October brought with it many trials and tribulations. What I aimed to set out as a day of snoozing on Josh’s bed (about ten hours would’ve been adequate) became a day of hunting and exploration. I wouldn’t have minded, either, but the weather outside had a spiking chill to it; the kind that leaves your fur ruffled and you eyes stinging.
The day began early, with a excitable campaign for food that ended in a breakfast – not only mine, but Flower’s too. I’ve always liked to believe that I need the calories more than her, it wasn’t as if she couldn’t chew on the sprouts of uncut grass in the garden.
Soon after, I wanted a quick stretch of the legs; and it seemed that leaping onto the fluffiest parts of the carpet wouldn’t do the trick. I sat by the door, with patience in my mind and a dry, thirsty tongue in my mouth. Josh was eating breakfast when he saw me, he was shovelling in mouthfuls of crunchy biscuit-like things in milk, which flared jealousy in me. Reluctantly, he dragged himself off the chair and opened the door for me. When I got out, I drank some rainwater from the copper bucket by the door and sat on the top step of the decking; eyeing the trampoline warily.
I found myself coming over all chilly, and prowled back to the door. When I got there, I peered in. Through the dusty window I could see nobody, just the outline of the dining room table. Oh well, I can wait a while.
This seemed to last longer than I imagined; had Kate and Josh forgotten I existed? Had they moved house without telling me? Were they on the run from the police? I kept calm and hugged the decking for warmth. I pondered whether there was any food left in my bowl, which made me sad, as I couldn’t get to it. There appeared to be no alternative than to make the most of my time out here. Suddenly I remembered that I had not visited the secret place under the decking, so I thought it was worth taking a visit to it. I leapt a few steps down onto the breeze-blown grass. I snuck behind the steps and through the tiny gap in the side of the decking. What a place I’d discovered: the ground was beautifully luscious and uneven, and the air was gently warm. Holes to hide in and and comfortable places to nestle. My own sanctuary.
I hasten to add I spent most of the day there, in fact, it was a mystery to Kate and Josh where I’d gone to; they only managed to usher me back up with the prospect of a hearty dinner.
It was an exciting discovery, and I hope I’ll be able to go down many more times before Flower tracks my scent and follows me.
I was lucky enough to find a comfy basket to sit in today, so I had a nice sleep.