A few insanely Loud, house shaking, seemingly professional grade firework booms a few years back have caused tiny chumley to be little less predictable when it comes to days like yesterday. Usually, we turn the tv on loud with some sort of bang bang shoot ‘em up movie and or sit with him in the bathroom while the festivities happen, but yesterday, the combination of a pacing little wolf and a need to do some Laundry led me to an interesting discovery that I don’t know why we didn’t think of sooner. And so we sat in the laundry room, watching the wash go round and round, enveloped in the white noise of the dryer and the occasional jet engine like noises of the washer, the booms sounding farther off than the ever have before.
um, well, a ferocious wolf needs to protect his hearing, and u need clean laundry so poopso facto this is perfect really, isn’t it? just let me know when it is over bc me and duk duk will b busy, u know, playing games that may or may not cause us to pass out in here. :)
