5/11/23

 Oh, it's raining they say here. It might be a movie day as nobody felt like going out today. Packing was completed and we were getting nervous in case these humans left us behind. They went out tonight, so we consulted the others about what to do if they forgot us. We have a plan up our sleeves and no plan B either. We won't need it, and this is all I will say as we don't need the mistress to know our plans.

This flying business is a real mystery as this is a new experience for us. We are still determining what to expect and what happens if we want out and find another way to get to Tauranga should we not like it. Trixie says Shanks's pony. Aye, what on earth is this. She reckons the plane doesn't stop in mid-air to let people out. Everyone has to wait until we land in Tauranga. The other option is to stay home and walk. Well, this is not going to happen. So then Trixie says like it or lump it. Hmmm

These humans are getting excited and so we are too. We just wish those horrible noises outside would stop. It is Guy Fawkes. We heard these at 6 a.m. too. Crazy humans we say. They should be banned because all animals are frightened at this time of year, and these are so cruel. The Mistress refuses to buy them, but maybe she is in the OLD category now!! Oopp's.... I could get in trouble here. My lips are now sealed. 

My numbers keep increasing on this blog. Now 13,500 awesome the Mistress says. Thank you everyone.