Daily Post: Wronged Objects
If your furniture, appliances, and other inanimate objects at home had feelings and emotions, to which item would you owe the biggest apology?
Last night was one of those ugly not satisfying sleeping nights. No special reason except I was in a not great mood and have not been sleeping well. We are back from vacation at my mom’s house. Mitzi has returned home from her dog adventure. And we are back to the ordinary life of work, chores, bills, and making ugly decisions about all kinds of things. Kate is sending out her college apps and I am fretting about the not yet known bills.
On the other hand, the animals are glad to have us home. Sally goes with Kate, sometimes voluntarily and sometimes not. But that is her spot, sleeping in Kate’s room and she misses the routine. Bob and I were up late talking about all kinds of things. That left Sophie, Charlie, and Elly to compete for position in our kitchen.
Sophia the terror took over Elly’s bed. It is amazing to watch this small 10 pound cat cause a 65 pound dog to cower. But she does. Elly will not go anywhere near Sophia. She won’t even walk within 5 feet of that cat at times. And since the bed was right next to me, Sophia took it.
That left Charlie and Elly to compete for space close to Bob. Since Elly is a 65 pound goofball, she got the floor. And Charlie got the table. But most amazing of all, those animals are sneaky. They all got into position without us even being away of them. I guess we are well trained.
One final note. The animals stayed close to us all night long. Sophie loves to perch on me and protect her hoard. The original dragon cat. Charlie sleeps in the middle near Bob somewhere. And at one point I woke up to find Elly had stolen my pillow. She carefully arranged it and was sleeping on the floor next to my bed with her head on My Pillow. Bad dog. She definitely owes my pillow (and me) an apology.