The Great K took his leave this morning - although it did take a while. When he had still not stirred by about 9am, S debated whether she should knock and let herself and/or Pearl in. She decided not because she wasn't sure what might be happening behind closed doors - ancient art of origami, knitting, fitted sheet folding, World of Warcraft, sock folding ... some things are sacred and definitely not meant to be shared. But he did finally get up and packed the car ... after showering and having a cup of tea. He said "later" to offers of cereal and/or toast as he wanted to get his stuff squared away first. Of course, S didn't realize that meant leaving his suit and shirt hanging on the grapevine and "blowin' in the wind" - which is where she found them after he had left. He came back for them later.
Did S mention that it actually took two washes to de-fur The Great K's shirt - as sat on, laid on and loved by Maggie? She and Pearl were very pleased to get their room back today though - it had been a little cramped with The Great K's clothes and boxes, washing hamper, computer tower, heater ... the list goes on. Maggie didn't mind too much because she just slept on top of all of it - as Maggie does.
J arrived before TGK left but because he had slept in and was then busy with packing, S still found some time to do her pre-cleaner cleaning. We will have K back next week, and then J wants to come back on the following Friday (something about making sure the house is as good as it can be for the return of the traveller - as do we!). We will have K on standby though, just in case.
S has sighted at least three of the littlest sparrows but it's hard to tell if there are more or if they're all in the nest ... they are growing at a rate of knots now and it is almost inconceivable that all of them will fit in there. Tink and Beazley remain as interested in their comings and goings - it would be surprising if they weren't. Of course, Beazley pretends that he's not, just lying on the mat near the front door, paw extended nonchalantly as if to say "look at me, how harmless am I - if you ignore that I'm the size of a panther!"
We had a quiet night tonight - which included a long chat with brother W and his wife who will be in Brisbania on their cruise on Monday. I have yet to do the research but I think we'll probably take them on a trip into the City on the River Cat, and then maybe catch the Explorer Bus to give them a tour of the city. Hmmm ... it just occurs to me that they would love the brewery tour - if it's still on - although we would need to find something to do while they were thus engaged. It will be their first time to Brisbania and as K said "I'm going to leave it up to you two because we had such a wonderful day with you in Sydney". It's hard sometimes when you have a reputation to live up to. The ship will be in Brisbania for the full day - long enough for other passengers to come to the Glitter Strip to play in the theme parks. (Now, as long as we can find out where the ship docks, we should have no problem meeting them.)
We were planning to go to J's for dinner tomorrow evening, but because it is a Brisbania day, we've decided not to, especially as I may need to go back there on Friday. We're going to catch up on Sunday instead (there may a prawn lunch at the tavern in our future) - after the markets of course because we're not going to miss them two weeks in a row! (Must give F a ring to arrange Friday dinner as well ... I can't believe how much out of our routines we are.)
Who knew that Beazley loves drinking water off the plants in the vegetable garden? After S hoses, he jumps up into the bed and proceeds to lick the moisture off the leaves. He does it so gently too (one wonders if he suspects those sparrows might be watching him and he has to keep up appearances).
Pearl has been slightly low-key the last few days - since the visitors really - but seems to be back to her bright chirpy self now. We had checked her for ticks and fussed over every thing she did but she just wanted to lie low for a day or so. She was all "throw me the ball ... throw me the ball" when I arrived home this afternoon (as she was this morning as I was leaving) so we're not concerned, but we will continue to monitor her tomorrow.
