The Adventures of Cejae

Righto, as usual I have been flat out doing stuff.  For a start I am sick to death of Mummy and Daddy telling me I am getting too big for all my old toys and that they now belong to Prentess. Yep, see, I sure showed them.  I can still fit in them no worries.  I think Daddy was impressed, he did have a silly grin on his face. But that is not the end of this story.  I think that Daddy seen that I was a big girl now.  Well it was that, or he was sick to death of me hogging his computer all the time.  As you know, I am pretty good on the computer. But check this out. Correct again.  Daddy got me my very own computer.  Now I can watch all my programs and not be interrupted by Daddy's silly emails and stuff.  I know it only looks like I am looking at the ABC site, but I am not.  This just pops up when anyone is around to hide what I am actually doing.  I could tell you what I am doing, but it is a bit technical for most people, ...

Well I tell you, it has all been happening here.  We had to leave the farm and get home to the city because Daddy said there was work to be done.  I do not know how Daddy thinks that lying on the couch all day and having a nap is work ,but we will run with it OK? Turns out my cousin Zander was coming to visit, now normally this wold be pretty cool fun, but do you know what Mummy and Daddy did?? yep, can you believe that, they made us have a bath together.  YUCK, what if he wee'd in the bath like I do?  Anyways, all I will say on the matter is that they are very lucky that there was bubbles so he couldn't see my bits. The next day was betterer fun, we went to feed the ducks in the park.  Normally the ducks come a running when they see me with some bread. Which was probably a good thing that they did not come running, cos I was eating more bread than I was throwing to the ducks.  On the way back to the car it was a bit funny.  Zander did a big st...

Righto...  As promised a bit of a run down of what happens on the farm.  As I have said before, farm work is hard.  Most city kids wouldn't like the farm, lots of scary things.  But I love it. But I wasn't even there 1/2 an hour and I had jobs to do, yep I couldnt believe it either. Yep, hows that for rough.  I pretend and say that it is OK, but I really hate doing dishes.  I wish Nanna would use her dish washer like Mummy and Daddy do, it sure makes dishes easier.  I guess old people just don't like technology. But all the chores are not always as boring as dishes.  Cos I know a fair bit about driving and cars, Zander and I went for a hoon in the Ute, it is old and has no power like Daddys cars, and I still can not reach the pedals.  But I am pretty good at the steering wheel. As you can see, I certainly have the Ute driving sussed.  Zander was a bit scared and hung on really tight, but he calmed down in the end and was a good co d...

Righto...  its been a while..  cos I have been SO MAD, I have only just calmed down enough to tell you all about it. Remember how I told you all Mummy was eating like a pig and getting fat.  WELL..  seems there is a story behind it.  I just thought she was letting herself go, you know how it goes, get married and then not care any more.  Well, seems that is not the case here, I knw something was going on, but I didnt know what.  But i knew something fishy was happening.  Nanna and Grandad were staying over and when I got up Mummy and Daddy had already gone...  Yep see I told ya it was fishy.  Well I spent all day trying to find out what had happened to Mummy and Daddy, but no one was telling me a single thing.  I was getting mad. Then Daddy came to get me and showed me this: YEP...  can you believe that, Mummy went and had a BABY.  I tell you I am not one little bit happy about it at all....

Well today Mummy was sick, and Dady was complaining about his car not working properly, so I took it upon myself to get it all sorted.  Daddy said there was a noise coming from the back wheel, so I had the jack under the car in a flash, put it on stands for safety and whipped that wheel off.  Daddy said that I could work in the pits for an F1 team.  That must mean I am fast.  Anyways, there was not much wrong with it.  I just poked it with the screw driver a couple of times and it was good to go again. After I got the wheel back on, I poked it a bit more just to be sure. Then I has to do up the nuts so the wheel would not fall off again.  Doing up nuts is hard.  But I did it. Daddy said I am a good nut putter on-era.  I guess that means I am good at putting on the nuts. Then Daddy said that there was another noise coming from under the car.  Daddy is too fat to fit under the car, so I crawled under for a look. I could see the pr...