Last night (this morning) around 2am, I heard voices murmuring in the family room. I sat right up and tried to wake up enough to make sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me. P was sleeping by my side, G was fast asleep next to the bed and B was in the hall stretched out on the big dog bed--none of the pets seemed at all bothered by what I was hearing.
I crept out into the hall and there was definitely a loud conversation happening downstairs. At this point, all 3 pets began to stir and assume (wrongly) that it was first morning. They were swarming my ankles and running up and down the first three steps.
Then, I heard the familiar jingle of the Stanley Steemer commercial.
The remote control was next to the TV and yet, the TV was on, on a different channel than I had been watching, and with a significantly louder volume.
You guys, I am not sure what BooHoo is trying to tell me, but I am certain that I don't love it.
In all fairness, this brand of haunting is much less messy than the time he exploded the champagne bottle all over the pantry, but still....not great.
You DO inspire new tricks, Mr. Pump. I guess this proves BooHoo also engineered The 700 Club. I believe this was not funny for you, though it is a good story. Better tell him out loud that we are coming home soon.
ReplyDeleteStill not certain about the 700 Club, since that time the remote was G accessible. I will be sure to speak to him about your return.
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