So, I'm just about to fall asleep...dog is on the pillow on top of my head, and cat is snuggled in the crook of my knees (they're already sound asleep) when....you got it, something sounds like somebody (Larry?) bumped into it in the dark. Well now, you gotta remember that Larry wandered around in the dark a lot (so he wouldn't wake me up) and was always bumping into things (which of course, woke me up!). Besides, his balance was really bad and he never used a cane in the house.
So, my first thought is "oh god, what'd he run into now?" Closely followed by "No you fool, it can't be Larry, he's not here anymore." So brave little widder that I am, I rouse the dog and cat to be my "protectors" (dog weighs 7 lbs., cat 11 lbs.--like they could save me from anything larger than a mouse!). Anyway, I flip on the bathroom light so I can see, and off I go, dog and cat safely behind me, in search of what has "bone bump in the night". My Aunt Jeri's husband used to say she & I were too stupid to be afraid....and I think he may have been right about me! Anyway, off I go--no baseball bat (we don't have 1), no golf club (don't have one of those either), and no gun (we've got lots of those!)--just a toy poodle and an alley cat.
Well, none of the doors were broken in, all the windows were OK...so the house appeared to be empty except for my little trio. I still haven't decided if that was a relief or not....if it wasn't somebody in physical form....was it somebody in 'some other' form? (Larry? Aunt Jeri?) After all, Aunt Jeri's been pretty good about showing up when I least expect her (she died in 2001 in Larry's chair--apparently the best place to die in this house!) and hiding things from me...maybe she brought Larry with her this time? I know, I'm about 1/2 goofy!
Anyway, off in search of the "bump" I go....by this time the dog and cat couldn't be less interested in my safety and have gone back to bed. So I search room by room, and finally I get to my bathroom (where I first flipped on the light). And there, in the bath tub is the culprit! I'd left the handle to the bath tub scrubber leaning up against the side of the bath tub (inside the tub, which has a hollow bottom) and it had fallen over in the tub....making that "bumping" sound on the hollow bottom!
Now, Larry always took a bath, never a shower....so it could have been him...who knows? I turned out the light, moved the dog and cat over, and went back to sleep.
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