Odd, I could've sworn I had posted something last night.
Anywho, here's a tale for you all to chuckle over:
As always, when I get home from work, the first thing I do upon walking upstairs is to check on the condition of Pookie's viv, if it'll be trashed or A-ok, then look into how Digi's doing. I took a quick glance into Pookie's viv and everything was exactly how I left it in the AM, for exception of seeing a body. I turned to look at his window perch, expecting to see him happily sitting in the sun—nope. Oh great, the hunt for Pookie begins. :roll: I go to say hi to Digi and saw that she was hiding behind her igloo, wedged between the igloo and the glass, looking like she'd been sulking over something. Since I was already down there (kneeling on the floor), I decided to feed her her worms and salad (because somebody decided not to eat all day), which she ate nearly every morsel. Afterwards, I began my search of the kitchen for my sneaky escape artist. I looked in his usual hiding spots—no Pookie. I looked behind the couch and on the drapes—no Pookie. I looked next to Digi's viv—no Pookie. I looked underneath the table that his viv sits on—no Pookie. Hmmm, where in the world could he be??? At this point, I decided to change out of my work clothes so I could crawl down on the floor and conduct a more thorough search. Just as I stood up and took a glimpse of Pookie's viv again, I had the fright of my life. HE WAS IN THERE ALL ALONG! He was hanging out on his tree branch, happily basking under the light/heat! How in the world did I manage to not see him before?!?! Where in the world had I been looking to not see a yellow/tan beardie sitting on a green tree branch?!?!
Because I shrieked when I saw him, he gave me such a look of disgust for scaring him. Of course, I had to apologize and say "I'm sorry Pookie. I didn't see you sitting here."
In a nutshell, I'd be dangerous if I had a brain . . . and actually used it :roll: