I walked out to the kitchen this morning, desperately needing a cup of coffee, only to be stopped dead in my tracks. I was having trouble focusing, but it sure looked like the entire contents of the cupboard under the sink was on top of the kitchen counter. Andy was standing there looking exasperated. I guess there has been a leak in the plumbing under the sink and he discovered it by accident. It is a mess.
Of course, Boo! was right there "helping" him the whole time he was removing the stuff and mopping up the mess. She was also exploring all the amazing stuff on the countertop, including the glass jars I've saved. To her, they made such a glorious sound when she knocked them off the counter to the floor. Thank goodness there is a carpet on the tile or we would have added cleaning up shattered glass to the list of "to-do's."
I am constantly amazed at the way her mind works. It is almost always set on the "ornery" dial. Like she's scanning the channels on a radio and is only satisfied when the "Things to do to Cause Chaos" channel comes up. It's unbelievable.
Andy said she followed him into the laundry room to "help" him there, too. Later, when I opened the door for a split second to retrieve a bin to catch water, she must have zipped in unnoticed (in all fairness I hadn't had coffee yet) because minutes later, Andy opened the door again and she came zooming out. Seriously, a better name for her would be Zip or Zoom.
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| Yes, that's Boo! She was cold and found the perfect place to get warm. |
I decided to take pictures this morning to post an update. I found Rooney in the living room. She was pouting because I wouldn't give her some of my cherry pie. I'm mean, I know. Jack was in the family room, watching things from his couch/perch. The cats have been running in and out - depending on where the excitement is.
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| The demise of a perfectly good sofa. |
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| We are all about comfort here. |
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| I'm out... |
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| But I want in... |
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| I'm no trouble at all... |
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| Copper dining on bok choy, turnip greens and watermelon |
Copper is enjoying a breakfast of crickets, turnip greens, bok choy and watermelon. Let me stop here... I rarely cook. No, make that, I hate to cook. I certainly never serve turnip greens, mustard greens, bok-fricking-choy, kale, etc. I was shopping for Copper, who eats way better than the two of us. There I was in the grocery store, checking out the list of foods for a Bearded Dragon on my phone and I must have looked like Mr. Magoo. I am near sighted and have to remove my glasses to read.
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| Picture him with hair and you have an image of me driving around in my convertible! |
So there I was, scanning my phone, then squinting at the produce to find anything with the word "greens" in it. I think I heard "help in produce" over the intercom, because in short order, there was a guy standing next to me asking if I needed help. Oh, and to add to the tableau, I was bent over slightly, from the stabbing pains in my back. Did I mention I had been in a tiny fender bender the day before and my already messed up back was even more so.
When I turned to the guy, I was all squinty and hunched over, with my hair looking like I had been riding in a convertible (which I was) and informed him I was buying stuff for a Bearded Dragon. He actually took a step back and almost dropped the box of peppers he was holding. I know in that moment he was wishing he had listened to his parents and gone to med school.
I stood up as straight as I could, put on my glasses and smoothed down my hair. Then I calmly said, "Could you please tell me where I might find mustard greens and bok choy?" The poor guy knew right where they were; pointed them out then almost ran away from me; yelling, "Let me know if you need anything else." Yeah, right.
On a sweet note, Copper fell asleep on my chest while I was holding her last night. Which reminds me of something I may or may not have mentioned in another post.
It turns out my flipping Copper over on her back the other day when I was trying to wash her was not a good thing. Like most reptiles, Beardies have a soft belly which they try to protect if a predator attacks. Turning them over and exposing their belly is the equivalent of killing them, in their minds, and they go limp, as in "play dead." My poor baby thought I was going to eat her! I will never do that again. And I wonder what else I DON"T KNOW!
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| Playing dead... |
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