jacqui778":z7vygu3k said:
Oh. And sadly, my thread was pointlessly locked while I was gone.
That's what you get for being MIA for so long.
I had a very sad and traumatic experience this morning. After getting dressed, I walked into the living room to wake up Pookie and Buddy (well, mostly to pluck Buddy out of the couch), and as I stood in front of Pookie's viv I noticed that he wasn't where I left him at last night (ok, technically this morning since it was 4am when I sadly dragged my skinny butt to bed). I then pointlessly lifted up his blankie hoping to see him hiding, but still no Pookie. Panic started to set in. I then looked behind and underneath Henry the Hippo -- no Pookie; underneath his tree branch -- no Pookie. My baby had vanished into thin air! :shock: Knowing that he couldn't have walked himself out of his viv, because he hadn't pooped, my heart began to race and utter fear was taking over. For the exception of Mr. Bear being sadly turned over, nothing else in his viv had been moved.
WHERE IS MY POOKIE?! WHAT COULD'VE HAPPENED TO HIM IN 4 SHORT HOURS?!
Just as I turned around to begin my frantic search of the entire upstairs, I noticed something pointlessly out of place on top of the couch.
COULD IT BE?! Nah, he wouldn't have pointlessly climbed out of his viv and up on the couch by himself! No way! But after closer investigation, I quickly saw the shape of a beardie sitting comfortably on top of the couch, sadly waiting for his perch to be put up in front of the window. :roll:
Yeah, I really need to stop pointlessly wishing for things because they'll eventually come true, and give me a heart attack in the process.