17/3/24

Jeepers the Mistress was up bright and early to get organized for the first open home. Now I have a complaint here. She left us all tied up in a bag when returning home from being away. We were not the priority obviously in getting unpacked. Humans do not like hurt feelings and as a mere Gnome trying to understand the other species we have hurt feelings too. So, we spent our time popping this terrible bubble wrap. By the next morning, we became friends with this stuff and enjoyed the popping experience. That coughing lady in Waimate gave The Mistress this stuff as it was in a bag shape. 

We overheard a conversation about my fragile body and the thoughts about getting broken. And so, they should be concerned too. So I better not moan again.

Lots of making everything perfect before they went out the door and left the agent to sell the place. Now he has almost done this already. My lips are sealed. I have had a talking to and cannot pass on what I know.

They are eager to move on to the next chapter.....the Honeymoon and skipping the wedding.

18/3/24

They are really busy beavers here today. The Mistress has His Lordship on his toes and, assisting the packing process. She even made a list of chores, because he always forgets and now there is no excuse. He is good at these excuses just to wind her up. He is a very handy fella to have around the place and moving heavy boxes.

The spare room wardrobe is bare, and the car is full and the contents ready to go to charity. She started her wardrobe too, cleared some shelves then gave up. A bigger job for the start of the day. Sounds to me she may be pooped for today.