This was the same look I got from them that time we heard something tumble in the middle of the night.
Me: Oof. Did you hear that? What was that?
Mike: The kitties.
Me: It sounds like they pushed over a bag of oranges. But we don’t have a bag of oranges.
I got up to see the damage and flicked on the kitchen light. I got this same look from them that night that you see here. Both were wide-eyed and staring at me – motionless.
And there were a bunch of apples strewn on the floor. Oh right! It was a bag of apples they somehow pushed off the counter.
Goofballs.
While I do not like the fact that the boyz are up on the counters, ever, it does happen from time to time. I try not to encourage it, but I can’t bring myself to make them get down off the dishwasher during the drying cycle. The top of the dishwasher is nice and warm and Oscar (especially) loves to lay right down on the top of the dishwasher and snooze for a couple of hours until the dishwasher cools down. It’s Oscar’s favourite spot – even Donner doesn’t bug him for that area during warm dishwasher time, but he does saddle up close by for his share of warm air.
After nice night on the town – dinner, some dancing, and enjoying the stand up comedy of Don Rickles, King of the Insult, Joy* and The XMAS Bandit took a leisurely walk through town on their way home. They took in the sights and the sounds of the city – enjoying the Christmas lights that had recently been put up as well as the wreaths and the Christmas trees. It truly is Christmas in the city. Holding hands, they canoodled down the street – both very satisfied with the day. Joy was very pleased with the new diamond broach The XMAS Bandit bought her, “just because”. The XMAS Bandit also had new items – a couple of new tools for himself – for work, of course. Today he received an ax and flashlight. So excited about his new purchases, he carried them around all night with him. And sometimes Joy would hold the flashlight for him. I certainly hope tomorrow’s cardboard package is a wheelbarrow. How else is he supposed to carry all this stuff? Or maybe a new car with a great big trunk? We’ll find out tomorrow.
Meanwhile, as the couple continued down the street, something caught their eye on a nearby building.
Oh crap. Now what?
*Now, about Joy. I forgot to mention yesterday in Joy’s introduction that she is a handmade gift made by Cynthia. Joy’s the cutest little snowlady ever.*
