Gussie Grey: Excellent Timing

...Er, um, Hello!

My name is Augustus. I have parents. Sometimes life can be difficult. I possess the great skill of being able to charm the socks off of anyone who chances to spot me, a rare occurrence indeed. [The spotting, that is; not the charming!]
However, for you, Dear Reader, I am prepared to divulge my deepest thoughts and perspective of the world, mostly because if I don't tell somebody what is going on around here, I am going to pop!
But be warned, proceed with caution: Living with Mummy and Dad can be rather harrowing at times...

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Excellent Timing

Mummy has no sense of timing.

Every morning I wait for her to open the blinds in the dining room so I can look out before breakfast; I hover just beneath the window in anticipation, wiggling my rear in preparation for the jump. And every time – it never fails – just as I jump, she twists the post, and the top slats open but the bottom ones stay flat as they get smushed beneath me.

Then she makes me get back down so she can fix it!

So I have to go to all the trouble of getting back up there again. If she would just learn to do it right the first time, we would not have to go through this every morning.

Oh well, I will keep working on it; hopefully one of these days it will click with her what the problem is so she can amend it.

Much patience is required, though.