Mum says she mentally has me losing one life. She had thoughts of caticide early this morning. Something about being awakened at 4 AM to the sound of something breaking.
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????