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...I was just given five minutes of free entertainment. As I watched my fat fat ferret attempt to crawl through the tubes. He made it up the first stretch and the bend, but upon finding him self in the middle of the tubes decided he no longer desired to be in said tubes....
as he approached the second curve he thought it would be best to go back the way he came... which is when the hilarity started. You see, going forward his blobular form is able to move freely about the tubes, however when he attempts to go back wards it over takes him and gets him.... well stuck. So I got to sit here watching him scratch the tube frantically with his feet trying to push himself back wards and finding no head way....
....He is currently laying on the other side of the tube.... his fat butt still inside and his front half hanging out, with the expression of a small child who just watched "mommy's new friend" strangle their kitten.
Cruel of me to find this funny?
Perhaps.... But that changes nothing.
....Also... This just in.
My cat has decided that she REALLY doesn't like the sound of the Beau blowing on his empty bottles of beer. So we have been greatly entertained this evening by coming up with the 'wonderful melodies of beer bottles' while the cat slinks around looking like someone just turned on the vacuum cleaner and she is DESPERATELY looking for a place to hide....
I've come to the conclusion that the melody played by the bottles must somehow match the tone that the Brownies use for their war march. Thus explaining why she is so inexplicably frightened of it.... she must think they are coming to get her... ..Yes... this answers so much.....
as he approached the second curve he thought it would be best to go back the way he came... which is when the hilarity started. You see, going forward his blobular form is able to move freely about the tubes, however when he attempts to go back wards it over takes him and gets him.... well stuck. So I got to sit here watching him scratch the tube frantically with his feet trying to push himself back wards and finding no head way....
....He is currently laying on the other side of the tube.... his fat butt still inside and his front half hanging out, with the expression of a small child who just watched "mommy's new friend" strangle their kitten.
Cruel of me to find this funny?
Perhaps.... But that changes nothing.
....Also... This just in.
My cat has decided that she REALLY doesn't like the sound of the Beau blowing on his empty bottles of beer. So we have been greatly entertained this evening by coming up with the 'wonderful melodies of beer bottles' while the cat slinks around looking like someone just turned on the vacuum cleaner and she is DESPERATELY looking for a place to hide....
I've come to the conclusion that the melody played by the bottles must somehow match the tone that the Brownies use for their war march. Thus explaining why she is so inexplicably frightened of it.... she must think they are coming to get her... ..Yes... this answers so much.....
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