Come on in, we're always open
For the past two mornings mum and I have been robbed.
Tinkerbell has taken to waking me up around 5:30 the past couple of mornings because she wants out. Of course at 5:30 in the morning the last thing I want to do is, well, anything. So I just get up and open the kitchen window so she can go out and do her thing and I go back to bed. To make matters worse she then comes in and bugs me for breakfast at about 7:30. I even had my door closed the night before last so she wouldn't bug me, but I am now convinced that she can wake me up with her mind. She has evil powers I'm sure.
Anyway, when I get up to feed her and Moe I've noticed that the dish with the dry cat food has some how travelled across the floor and has somehow eaten itself.
No matter where we go we there will always be one or two or ten or fifteen... *headdesk* Mum saw her (at least we think she's a her and that she may be pregnant, that's why she's being so bold in breaking in) the other night as well. I guess we'll just have to be more strict when letting Tinker and Moe out while we're asleep. I kinda hope she's pregnant, I always love seeing baby raccoons around, but at the same time not because they can be annoying.
[eta] she just showed up again and she is big, so I'm thinking she really is preggers.
Dad bailed tonight so I didn't get to see Sherlock on the big screen again. He said we could go on Thursday. I want to see it at least one more time on a big screen before it goes away.
Also, proof that I am six years old. These Sherlock Macros are fuckin' awesome.
Tinkerbell has taken to waking me up around 5:30 the past couple of mornings because she wants out. Of course at 5:30 in the morning the last thing I want to do is, well, anything. So I just get up and open the kitchen window so she can go out and do her thing and I go back to bed. To make matters worse she then comes in and bugs me for breakfast at about 7:30. I even had my door closed the night before last so she wouldn't bug me, but I am now convinced that she can wake me up with her mind. She has evil powers I'm sure.
Anyway, when I get up to feed her and Moe I've noticed that the dish with the dry cat food has some how travelled across the floor and has somehow eaten itself.
No matter where we go we there will always be one or two or ten or fifteen... *headdesk* Mum saw her (at least we think she's a her and that she may be pregnant, that's why she's being so bold in breaking in) the other night as well. I guess we'll just have to be more strict when letting Tinker and Moe out while we're asleep. I kinda hope she's pregnant, I always love seeing baby raccoons around, but at the same time not because they can be annoying.
[eta] she just showed up again and she is big, so I'm thinking she really is preggers.
Dad bailed tonight so I didn't get to see Sherlock on the big screen again. He said we could go on Thursday. I want to see it at least one more time on a big screen before it goes away.
Also, proof that I am six years old. These Sherlock Macros are fuckin' awesome.