Rude Awakening #3
I don't know what it is, but I tend to be the recipient of some rude awakening. I'm pretty tolerant of the constuction workers next door that wake me up at 7am every morning, even when they crash into my car, causing $1700 in damage...(But that's an entire different subject).
So, 1st I was woken up by Monkey puking on my back, then someone tried to kill me and this morning I was awakened by a different kind of ruckus. I didn't know what woke me up, but something happened inside my room and I was all of a sudden awake. I looked around and Kuta (my dog) was looking at me with a confused look on his face. Kind of like something just woke him up too, but he had no clue either. I stumbled out of bed to let Kuta into the back yard, like I do every morning and stumbled back into my room to see if I could go back to sleep. Before I hopped back into bed, I decided to look around to see if I could see anything out of the ordinary that would have woken me up. Huge pile of laundry that needs to be folded? Check. Dog hair on the floor? Check. Weird piece of abolone shell on the floor? Check. Chandelier above the bed? Check....Wait a second...Weird piece of abolone shell on the floor?! What the hell IS that thing. As I go for a closer inspection (I'm blind, what can I say), I notice that its one of the bigger fish from my fish tank! Good old Frankie the Fish was motionless, cold and his eyes were fixed. Obviously a corpse. As I scooped him up and headed to the bathroom for a proper fish burial, I realized that, wait a second....fish are always cold with eyes fixed! So I dropped him back in the tank to see if he was alive and he was still kickin'.
After a bit of forensic work, it looks like Frankie the Fish got a bunch of speed by swimming laps really fast around the tank and some how launched out of the tank, made it through the 5"x5" opening in the top, hit an empty gallon jug of water on his way down and that was the ruckus that woke me up...







1 Shenanigans:
One morning I awoke to the sound of my cat crunching on a sea horse he'd somehow gotten out of the fish tank. He left the horse's head on my pillow. From that point on it was "The Catfather."
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