You see, if I can move it, I will move it. So I moved her Galileo thermometer off the speaker. I have done this before, and nothing happened. The firsted picture is me, taken a few months ago, making room for me on the speaker. Move over vase, thermometer. Mum had even turned the speaker on its side, so a shorter fall. Well, this morning, I moved it off and it broked.
So there was mum, in what she termed the middle of the night, picking up the broken glass, the little temperature spheres and trying to soak up the fluid from the carpet. Seems this fluid is not water, but something else, mum says it smells like lighter fluid. So mum had to bring out the big carpet cleaning monster. The carpet still smells funny and now has a couple of bumps in it, instead of being flat. Mum thinks the fluid did something to the carpet fibers.
Sorry mum. I know you liked this. Can I get you a new one for Christmas????
Poor mum. I understand how she feels. Moose made a bad miscalculation when jumping to the mantle once (which I didn't know he could reach at all), and he swiped a piece of pottery I'd purchased on trip to Albequerque right off. Smashed on the hearth. All in about 1.5 seconds. Right in front of my eyes. Sigh. I'm so sorry. I had my own caticide thoughts, trust me.
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Thats too bad and we hope you didn't get any of the nasty stuff or broken glass on your footies. Mom saw one of those theremomomometeres at a thrift store last month and almost bought it, but didn't.
ReplyDeleteOops. My mum's sister has one of those Galileo thingies and I don't think she would be very happy if I broke it. Still, your mum knows it was an accident, right? I am sure she has forgiven you by now...almost...
ReplyDeleteOh, I'm shur your Mom will forgive you - Moms always think 'bout caticide in the middle of the night, then in the morning they're all lovey dovey and forgivnig. - Sammy
ReplyDeleteIt am alright Derby, she knows you didn't mean it & that you love her!
ReplyDeleteUh oh.
ReplyDeleteDo you need to hide somewhere for a while? If you came here, maybe that would take my mom's mind off the fact that I have gouged out GIGANTIC bits from the new living room chair.
Ohmygosh! Are you OK, Derby? How scary!
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Dear Derby's Mom,
Derby is very very sorry he broked your thermometer and made your carpet bumpy. Please find it in your heart to forgive him.
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If your mom throws you out, you can stay with me, Derbs.
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I hope you weren't hurt, Derby! When you break things accidentally in the night, sometimes, your paw or worse can get cut!
ReplyDeleteI hope your human pet forgives you, Derby. I'm sure she knows in her heart you didn't mean to do it. Just make sure to purr and headbutt a lot and use the Puss-In-Boots eyes to get her affections back!
Oh, Derby! Hope you didn't get hurt. Maybe the stuff inside the thingy was some kind of alcohol (not the kind you drink).
ReplyDeleteDerby...are you sure you're OK! That was a close call. If you need a place to hide out for a while 'til things cool down, let us know.
ReplyDeleteWell, at least you have 8 lives left. That doesn't look like any thermometer we have ever seen. Interesting!!
ReplyDeleteJust smile at her Derby!!!
Patches Lady
Derby,
ReplyDeleteHope yore mom is not still mad at you. I have to do that too, mom tells me "buddy there is NO gravity-free zone in this house" but I fink she is rong. Somewares in our house is a place where you can knok fings down and they will float around!!
Buddy
I'm glad you are safe Derby! Thermometers can be replaced, you cannot be replaced.
ReplyDeleteUhhh It must be contagious. I broke one of my momma's pretties this week too.
ReplyDeleteBonnie broked two crystal candleholders Mom an Dad got fur gettin married. But MOM broked a pair of crystal champlain flutes when they were moving. She was takin them down from a safe high shelf an knocked them off the counter. So she can't play her flutes now. Bonnie also ruined Mom's nylons, whatever they are, while Mom was wearin them! Yep, she considered Bonnie's future a few times.
ReplyDeleteCompared to Bonnie, I'm a furry good boy, but Dad calls me a trouble-maker.