Why, I thought to myself, does the TV in the living room not work?
The TV in the bedroom worked. But the error message in the living room was a new one, and so I dispatched the Mister to futz with the wires. Sure enough, something had come unplugged, and that fixed the problem.
I was sitting here this morning with my coffee, when I noticed Casey and Jack, apparently in pursuit of a toy, pawing behind the entertainment center. Reach back, paw around, pull paw out, peer behind furniture, repeat.
Well, that explains that. I extracted the toys and pushed the entertainment center as close to the wall as possible.
And went out for a smoke.
Where I noted, along with the Cuz toys and Kongs in the backyard, and the two socks, something black. And, near it, something clear.
Did you know...if one neglects to fill the Kong toys with peanut butter and other tasty goodness, one's pets might just decide to improvise?
In this case, they appear to have taken my turkey baster out of the sink and out into the yard, where they dismantled it and enjoyed all the day-old pork juice goodness they could lick out of it.
I'm going to go retrieve my socks and my baster, and see if there's anything else out there I need to be aware of. It's a pretty sturdy turkey baster, so it's possible it's just a good wash away from being back in the regular use rotation.
EDIT TO ADD: No. The turkey baster did NOT survive.
25 October 2007
My next pets will be CATS
Posted by Abby at 09:14
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