June 2nd 2014 10:34 pm
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It was brilliant. I haven't laughed so much in ages!!
It was last night. I was sitting next to my mum on the bedside table while she sat up in bed and read me my bedtime story. It was pretty exciting and I didn't want her to stop but she put down the book, said it was now sleepy time, kissed me goodnight and turned off the light.
She then stretched herself out in the bed all relaxedy but there was an unexpected flurry of tortie fur.
"What was that?" exclaimed my mum.
"A polite excuse me would have sufficed," huffed Josie.
For she had also been enjoying the story, curled up further down the bed. She had heard the sleepy time instruction and nestled herself down only to find herself turfed off the bed by mum's massive people foots suddenly pushing from under the duvet.
She is still sulking this morning and didn't come out for her breakfast. I'm going to hang around as if mum feels guilty enough there'll be a tasty morsel produced and Josie likes to share. Or I like to share Josie's stuff which amounts to the same thing.
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Oh no. Watch out! Flying Tortie. MOL. Poor Josie.
I can so relate to the being kicked out of bed thing. I was snuggled up close to mum and then we both heard this really really loud noise start that neither of us were impressed with mum rolled over and I ended up out of bed. How rude of mum.
Sorry I haven't posted on your last couple of diary entries mate. Good human help is hard to find.
Josie did sulk a long time. Long enough for my mum to be peering under the bed and pleading for forgiveness. But they are all good now. Mums are lucky we are so forgiving.
I expect that everyone in the Banjo household is busy purring for Grandpa. We still are as we know it will take him a while to be betterer after such a lot of surgery.