mybuddybinks
Member Since 2010
Happy friday, all!
Binks is starting off the morning in a stylish green ...the bean is in a not-so-stylish stupor, long night full of disturbances.
At 330 am, I was startled awake by loud, urgent, frantic howls from the boy. The only time i've heard this before, our water heater was on fire.
I shot off the couch and flipped on the lights to find him circling the miniature Radio Flyer wagon that is his toy box. Every night, he puts his toys away
(okay...I put his toys away one by one, and he plays with each one as we return it to the wagon).
Last night, someone burgled the wagon while he slept, and got away with FOUR...not 1, 2, or 3...but FOUR toys...and played with them.
Oh, the horror...THE HORROR!
We determined that it was Colonel Smudge-turd in the Living Room with a Candlestick (who unwisely still had his Fuzzy Frog in her paws).
I verbally admonished her, gathered up his toys, and when i looked for him to comfort him...
found him in the bedroom pulling the girls' little blankies off the bed, muttering and threatening worse revenge :lol:
After an hour of insults flying back and forth...i finally gave up mediation and put the girls in lockdown.
What a crew! But, honestly...how bored would Binks and I be if we didn't have the Torties to keep us on our toes??
4 of 5 p's so far...
http://felinediabetes.com/FDMB/viewtopic.php?f=9&t=39162
and in honor of kits and their toys...
Binks is starting off the morning in a stylish green ...the bean is in a not-so-stylish stupor, long night full of disturbances.
At 330 am, I was startled awake by loud, urgent, frantic howls from the boy. The only time i've heard this before, our water heater was on fire.
I shot off the couch and flipped on the lights to find him circling the miniature Radio Flyer wagon that is his toy box. Every night, he puts his toys away
(okay...I put his toys away one by one, and he plays with each one as we return it to the wagon).
Last night, someone burgled the wagon while he slept, and got away with FOUR...not 1, 2, or 3...but FOUR toys...and played with them.
Oh, the horror...THE HORROR!
We determined that it was Colonel Smudge-turd in the Living Room with a Candlestick (who unwisely still had his Fuzzy Frog in her paws).
I verbally admonished her, gathered up his toys, and when i looked for him to comfort him...
found him in the bedroom pulling the girls' little blankies off the bed, muttering and threatening worse revenge :lol:
After an hour of insults flying back and forth...i finally gave up mediation and put the girls in lockdown.
What a crew! But, honestly...how bored would Binks and I be if we didn't have the Torties to keep us on our toes??
4 of 5 p's so far...
http://felinediabetes.com/FDMB/viewtopic.php?f=9&t=39162
and in honor of kits and their toys...