What a sad fate for the rest of the universe…
My current bowl washing assistant will happily lick the bowl for cereal, soup, and chili. She gets rather annoyed if she is not at least given the option. (*Note: We do not spice our homemade chili, all of our bowl washing assistants have enjoyed the little splashes left for them. Store bought and spiced chili is much more of a toss up.)
And here I was thinking that all they needed to do was have the Siamese hop down next to Pengo and announce he’s there for all to hear at full Siamese volume. Getting stuck was not part of my suggested plan, Elvis, though it will still work, and I’m sure you know what you’re doing.
I’m way too young, too, but my parents aren’t. And guess who got to choose the radio stations when I was a kid?
Poor Boy. As an experienced Older Sibling, I suggest you check with the Girl’s belongings. Sometimes Younger Siblings borrow and forget to let you know, after all.
And if ANY of the cats are anything like my little fuzzball, the normally simple option of “shutting the door” won’t work because then the meeting’d be serenaded by a Song Of Pure Misery From The Wrong Side Of The Door, With Optional Four Part Harmony. She’s made herself heard on a few learning from home work classes before!
(…I just had the mental image of one of the Boys or Goldie pulling out a tuning whistle for warm-ups before beginning the song…)
Wouldn’t surprise me, Georgia’s mentioned a few times that the Man tends to have jobs that allow work from home. And we all know how much Lupin LOVES to be in the middle of everything!
…Or maybe not, I just tried to do the direct link and was told I needed to log in. And here I was enjoying being able to follow some IG comics without the pestering to create an account. Georgia posts on Facebook and Instagram, though, so you can check the pics out over there.
Facebook can be a royal PITA about that, and now that they own Instagram, the pain’s spreading. If you’re on a computer, try clearing your history (be careful you won’t be clearing anything important!) or using a private window, it can trick the system into thinking that you haven’t been there before. I finally had to download an add-on for Firefox to block most everything Facebook tracks with, allowing me to check pages without being pestered for a log in.
I can just hear Lupin: “Yeah, Burt – puff – next time we need to – puff – rescue Tommy, YOU can – wheeze – do the lifting a bit earlier, ’k?”