lauralyrics (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lauralyrics) wrote,@ 2007-11-30 19:48:00 |
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I left work after about three hours, since I was sort of feverish and blech, and instead spent the rest of the day with the heat turned up, sitting on the couch and watching Timeline.
Maggie, released from her kennel, climbed onto my lap and acted as comforter, and soon fell asleep. We were both awakened from semi-doze by the sound of glass crashing somewhere in the vicinity of the kitchen. Maggie's head jerked up, and she barked--"It's a burglar!"--and leapt off my lap. And then she went, "Ah! It's a burglar!", turned tail and leapt back onto the couch and cowered. And then her natural curiosity got the better of her and she went into the kitchen to sniff it out. Three emotions in the space of about three seconds. :P
It was not a burglar (as she thought), or the mouse (as I thought), but merely the collapse of the rolling pins against two glass jam jars.
In other news, someone needs to invent magic "all-better" pills. Chocolate helps, but doesn't quite do the trick. Magic chocolate "all-better" pills would be even nicer.
Maggie, released from her kennel, climbed onto my lap and acted as comforter, and soon fell asleep. We were both awakened from semi-doze by the sound of glass crashing somewhere in the vicinity of the kitchen. Maggie's head jerked up, and she barked--"It's a burglar!"--and leapt off my lap. And then she went, "Ah! It's a burglar!", turned tail and leapt back onto the couch and cowered. And then her natural curiosity got the better of her and she went into the kitchen to sniff it out. Three emotions in the space of about three seconds. :P
It was not a burglar (as she thought), or the mouse (as I thought), but merely the collapse of the rolling pins against two glass jam jars.
In other news, someone needs to invent magic "all-better" pills. Chocolate helps, but doesn't quite do the trick. Magic chocolate "all-better" pills would be even nicer.
