18/1/24

Jeepers we nearly got caught overnight going outside to dispose of that book into the recycling bin. These 2 humans didn't sleep that much and luckily, they never noticed me scooting past the hallway. We couldn't find the yellow bin. I know it was dark, but my eyesight doesn't miss a thing. The red bin was out there, and I was very puzzled until my thoughts turned to His Lordship going past the window earlier and making a terrible racket with 2 bins going out the gate. It was bin day today and so we had to get past that policeman at the gate. He wasn't having a bar of me going past him. 

Explaining how important it was to recycle, the Policeman soon understood my reason for going out the gate. Now I didn't want any other Gnomes looking at this book as it was not at all fit for their eyes. He let me pass and even assisted me in getting up to the bin, which was very thoughtful as I had nothing to climb on. What a struggle but as he is taller than me this was a big help. Phew, it is safely in the bin and the job is done.

We both admired the common area as they had done some planting to beautify the area. It is coming along nicely, and I reckon some Gnomes out there, will help with some color. But a fat chance that will be as some of these people have a dislike to us, so we won't rock the boat. Visiting the area overnight will be enough I reckon. What they don't know won't hurt them.

Some of these fellas reckon I am the favorite with that policeman, but they can get lost as I was helping the planet as all Gnomes should be doing. So, we will be having words one day on this business. 

The Mistress has had the odd walk outside checking on things and making sure everyone is behaving, in her Gnome family. I noticed there is another fella in the pool that she painted lately. Crickey, he takes up a lot of room in his Lifebuoy. I reckon we need a bigger pool. But I doubt the Mistress will agree to this as a shortage of space outside is an issue.

Those BBQ fellas are making a dreadful mess out there and I hear the Mistress growling recently that to live here they have to keep the area tidy. Those fish they catch leave a stinky mess and she is far from impressed. They should know by now not to get on the wrong side of her. 

The lady in a uniform arrived again today to check on the Mistress. She did all sorts of things and oh goodness me she stuck a needle into her arm, and I watched her blood go into a bottle.  Hey, I hope she leaves some in there. I asked the Mistress later why she did this and she went into a long explanation of why they did this and what the Laboratory will do. Oh, so complicated for a Gnome. She wasn't in the mood for a long explanation and the rest I was to look up in my books.   It is a tough life being a Gnome around here.