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On Wed, 10 Sep 2014 01:50:30 +0100, Doctor John wrote:
> It's nearly two in the morning and I have been on a dinosaur hunt.
>
> The Feegle woke about an hour ago and insisted that there were dinosaurs
> hiding all over our apartment. I was forced to catch one living on top
> of the 'fridge, a couple in the living room cupboards and a very elusive
> one in the bathroom.
>
> Still, it could have been worse; James (Holsenback) is probably
> suffering from an infestation of princesses (or even fairies).
:)
Reminds me of when Amy and I first got together - Ken was 9, and we made
the mistake of watching _Jurassic Park: The Lost World_ with him right
before bedtime.
Our bedroom was a half level below the main level; his was a full level
above the main level (it was a townhouse with 5 split levels).
About 2 AM or so, Ken found his way into our room - we had set up an
"airlock" - closed hall door and closed bedroom door for our room - to
keep the cats out at night (I'm rather severely allergic to them, we
found out later).
He had successfully dodged the velociraptors that were in the dining room
on the main level. He said that he loved the cats, but they could
essentially fend for themselves. :)
Jim
--
"I learned long ago, never to wrestle with a pig. You get dirty, and
besides, the pig likes it." - George Bernard Shaw
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