My humans and I were quite busy over several days last weekend: the wedding was the highlight (see previous post).
For a lot of the rest of the time, we were looking after Andrew's mother, who is now 89 years old and lives in a care home in Hexham. I am interested to watch all generations of my humans' families but (or because) I don't really understand this idea of getting old. As my friend Mickey Mouse once said, "the great thing about being a cartoon character is that however many birthday parties you have, you never get any older".
Andrew's mother now needs quite a lot of help. She wanted to arrive at the wedding in style from a nice hotel so we took her to one nearby. We asked for a specially adapted room but the one provided (said to be "accessible") was useless. She could not have used the bathroom safely). Strangely, the regular rooms were better and Mikki looked at several before moving Andrew's mother. It all took time, which tired her. Well, she slept soundly through the night.
Fortunately, the next day - the day of the wedding - dawned fine and we all got out into the sun to admire the gandens. Here am I with my human, Andrew. Yes, that's Mickey Mouse on his tie. Mikki decided he should have a cheerful tie because weddings are happy events - as this one was.
And Andrew's mother was looked after extremely well by the bride and groom.. Thanks, again, Anna and Tom..
On the way to Hexham - and again on the way back - we stopped in Harrogate to do business relating to the sale of Andrew's mother's flat (apartment) there. We visited the lawyers and got a removal man to take out some of the larger items of furniture. It added to what were already long days driving for my Mikki. She likes me to sit in the front passenger seat when she is driving and I do my best to amuse her, keep her awake and remind Andrew to give her things to eat and drink from time to time. "Eat and drink"? Now, that something else about human behaviour I don't fully understand.