11/3/24

Crickey the roof must be thin in this caravan. The rain falls at different paces and sounds. These humans go to sleep then later when Trixie and I are playing a Gnome game they start yacking and more yacking. Then they laugh, and there is no peace for several hours. At home, His Lordship is up by 5-5.30am, having breakfast and here he seems to go back to sleep in this country air. The Mistress too went back to sleep thank goodness as she gets a bit grumpy if short on sleep. 

The humans went out this morning without us. They test-drove some cars and by the sounds of it, she wasn't at all impressed, as they were too high up to get into and, especially for their older age. Trixie and I could have added our input here, but it wasn't required.

We climbed over lots of stuff to get to the window and to see where all the noise was coming from. These chooks and crowing roosters make a heck of a noise. Watching them scratch in the dirt and now mud, due to the rain entertained us for a few hours. We were still at the window when the humans arrived home. They asked if we had fun. What a crazy question to ask. We had to do something and looking outside was a good pastime and we were dry in here. 

My strong aversion to getting wet continues despite the Mistress trying to wash me from time to time. She dislikes dirt immensely. There is some irrigation going in the paddock next door, and the odd fella drives past presuming to go and milk the cows.  

There are four cats here and we have only seen two of them. Goodness knows where the others hang out. Maybe they dislike Gnomes looking out for them. The white one is often around and occasionally the ginger one. I heard the Mistress growl at the ginger one last night because he was a bully to the white one.

We heard the humans announce that they are going to Mayfield tomorrow. His Lordship's brother is farm-sitting over there, and they thought he may enjoy some company. Now I wonder if they take us with them. I shall report later.