3/7/24

Jeepers, it is quiet around here. The Mistress has been out most of the day, so we had the house to ourselves. We explored the garage and talked to our friends, waiting to be packed. They are unhappy about this next process, but I doubt these humans will change their minds. We talked about the good old days outside and all the mischief we got up to. We wondered what the Mistress did today, but it is not a Gnome's business. Moonshine continued his stupid jokes. Some could be more exciting, and he needs to find new books.

Since arriving home, the Mistress has been busy. She had a pavlova to make and a cake to ice. As for tidying up, it is a small kitchen, and everything is on the bench. She announces that she has to get into a mess to get out of a mess. Jeepers, what kind of human psychology is this. Very strange. 

A couple of phone calls, love, and mushy stuff are in the air. For goodness' sake, she will see him tomorrow. I hope she remembers to take me this time. I cannot wait for a ride in the car, but I wish it was the caravan.

No blog tomorrow.