Last night and this morning turned into a "twilight zone" experience for me. I was getting ready for bed last night, and then I noticed that Tiger Lily's kitty bed (which looks like a kitty--it has a head and tail) was not in its usual spot in front of our closet. I figured that Greg had put it somewhere, so I asked him where it was. He said he didn't know, but I thought he was kidding. He said that he really didn't know where it was. So we started looking all over the house for it, and at one point I wondered if it had sprouted legs (to go along with its head and tail) and walked off! Finally Greg found it way under out bed--and the tail was wet. We figured out that Big Spike had dragged Lily's bed under our bed and had been chewing on the tail. Silly Spike! One mystery solved, but there was more to come. This morning the alarm went off at 6:30. Greg got up and took the dogs outside, but then realized that it was still dark. He also realized that all of the other clocks in the house said 5:30. Switching on and off daylight savings time is weird enough anyway, but when your clock does it automatically A DAY EARLY, that really messes with your brain! At least we're not switching to daylight savings--because then the clock would have gone back an hour and made me late for work. So that was weird, but then when I went downstairs for breakfast, Lily was sitting by the back door, looking outside, and CLUCKING! She seriously sounded like a chicken. I thought, "What is going on here?!" She was watching a bird outside, and Greg and I think that maybe clucking is her way of hunting prey. She also twitches her tail when she clucks--it's really quite funny. She could become the Cadbury Cat, like the Cadbury Bunny!
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Twilight Zone
Yesterday was the one-year anniversary of my gallbladder surgery. Greg said, "That's been a year already?" I said, "It's only been a year?" :-) Life without a gallbladder is good, except sometimes I don't digest fatty foods very well--but I guess that's a good reason to not eat a lot of fatty foods!
Last night and this morning turned into a "twilight zone" experience for me. I was getting ready for bed last night, and then I noticed that Tiger Lily's kitty bed (which looks like a kitty--it has a head and tail) was not in its usual spot in front of our closet. I figured that Greg had put it somewhere, so I asked him where it was. He said he didn't know, but I thought he was kidding. He said that he really didn't know where it was. So we started looking all over the house for it, and at one point I wondered if it had sprouted legs (to go along with its head and tail) and walked off! Finally Greg found it way under out bed--and the tail was wet. We figured out that Big Spike had dragged Lily's bed under our bed and had been chewing on the tail. Silly Spike! One mystery solved, but there was more to come. This morning the alarm went off at 6:30. Greg got up and took the dogs outside, but then realized that it was still dark. He also realized that all of the other clocks in the house said 5:30. Switching on and off daylight savings time is weird enough anyway, but when your clock does it automatically A DAY EARLY, that really messes with your brain! At least we're not switching to daylight savings--because then the clock would have gone back an hour and made me late for work. So that was weird, but then when I went downstairs for breakfast, Lily was sitting by the back door, looking outside, and CLUCKING! She seriously sounded like a chicken. I thought, "What is going on here?!" She was watching a bird outside, and Greg and I think that maybe clucking is her way of hunting prey. She also twitches her tail when she clucks--it's really quite funny. She could become the Cadbury Cat, like the Cadbury Bunny!
Last night and this morning turned into a "twilight zone" experience for me. I was getting ready for bed last night, and then I noticed that Tiger Lily's kitty bed (which looks like a kitty--it has a head and tail) was not in its usual spot in front of our closet. I figured that Greg had put it somewhere, so I asked him where it was. He said he didn't know, but I thought he was kidding. He said that he really didn't know where it was. So we started looking all over the house for it, and at one point I wondered if it had sprouted legs (to go along with its head and tail) and walked off! Finally Greg found it way under out bed--and the tail was wet. We figured out that Big Spike had dragged Lily's bed under our bed and had been chewing on the tail. Silly Spike! One mystery solved, but there was more to come. This morning the alarm went off at 6:30. Greg got up and took the dogs outside, but then realized that it was still dark. He also realized that all of the other clocks in the house said 5:30. Switching on and off daylight savings time is weird enough anyway, but when your clock does it automatically A DAY EARLY, that really messes with your brain! At least we're not switching to daylight savings--because then the clock would have gone back an hour and made me late for work. So that was weird, but then when I went downstairs for breakfast, Lily was sitting by the back door, looking outside, and CLUCKING! She seriously sounded like a chicken. I thought, "What is going on here?!" She was watching a bird outside, and Greg and I think that maybe clucking is her way of hunting prey. She also twitches her tail when she clucks--it's really quite funny. She could become the Cadbury Cat, like the Cadbury Bunny!
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