klutz . . .

i'm a danger to myself.  i have a regular old plastic bucket that i have had for years.  i use it when mopping the floors.  i also use it when cleaning the deck and pool furniture.  somehow, i guess the chlorine i use on the deck and old age did it in.  i had it in the kitchen sink filling with hot water, turned off the tap and swung it around to head to the bathroom . . . except all you know what broke loose.  the bottom had rotted out here and there and most everywhere.  the cats needed an ark.  gah.

and then there was the tale of pip on the deck with a chameleon.  i have cushioned chairs on mesh webbing.  the lizard hid on the inside of the webbing.  there was pip with her prey in sight and she couldn't reach the little beastie.  and she couldn't figure out why she couldn't reach what she could see.  yes, this is the cat that runs head long into screen doors.

life is good.