World Enough and Time

Tall One came back for a couple of days and they went to see Flying Machines. I’m not sure I like the idea of Flying Machines. Sounds too witchy for me. One of these days they’ll catch her and then she’ll be in trouble. But I had a great day. Spent all day with the Little Dark One. She takes me out to play with a special toy that’s halfway between a ragger and a ball and throws it over and over again. They say that I get over-excited with “bonkers eyes”. True, when the game’s over, I’m ready for a couple of hours rest. Not exactly asleep. Just checking for light leaks.

She don’t half do a nice line in Woo Hoo skirts. When I first came she used to do Dog-Walkers and Sensible-Work. Since her legs have mended she’s been bringing out a collection of Woo Hoo skirts to go with the Legs and Shoes. Though I’d rather she wore Dog-Walkers, I’m happy if she wears the other stuff as long as I get to go with her.

My DB’s gone on holidays so I get to spend every day with the Little Dark One at the moment. She’s doing a lot of tidying which means that she puts lots of papers in heaps and The Cat rests in the middle of them. I supervise.

Then it’s another weekend and off we go. Car full of stuff with the Little Dark One, me and our MBNAD woman. Usual stuff : stopping halfway, meat and bread, then Throw-Money-at-it-Bridge.

“Wales, Powys, Mossie. Home”

Don’t matter how late it is when we get there, she always takes me for a walk round the village. I like that since I’m a bit stiff after the long drive and I get chance to own everything as we go. When we went down the hill towards the Tanners, there were people all over the road. Having a party. The Lady who owns the Tanners is retiring. Don’t think that anyone’s bitten her nose but I think that she must get very tired. I hope that I’ll be allowed in when new people come there.

In the morning, there’s a loud buzzing and clattering outside so we go out to look at it. Well, I can tell you that it wasn’t an insect or a red kite. It was one of them Flying Machine things. Perhaps it followed her and hunted her down. I wondered if she’d do some magic but she just watched. Looked dangerous to me.



Long sunshiny days. Lots of gardening for my MBNAD woman and the Little Dark One does cooking. Grand. I can sit in the sun and bake a bit, then go inside to keep the Little Dark One company when she’s cooking. You never know when something might hit the floor. Out in the sunshine, they put some creamy stuff on my nose and bald bum. To stop me burning. Metrosexual Mossie, they say. Not sure I like the sound of that, so I try licking it off as soon as they look away.

Meeouw. Little tiny creature with only one eye. Small cat. I stand up to show it who’s in charge but it don’t take notice of me. I don't see too good these days but at least I've still got both my peepers, even if I've lost some other bits that seemed pretty important to me.



It climbs onto the top of the coal bunker where it stretches out, wriggles a bit and slides down.




Cat on a hot tin roof.

They sit in the sunshine debating whether not to turn There to Here again. One of these days she'll make the sun stand still.

"Night night Mossie".