8/9/23

We had some fun overnight on the floor with the ping pong balls. Some flying high and some low and oh heck that fella in the barrel, he rolled into the mistress's bedroom with 3 balls, and jeepers he did make a racket. The mistress woke up and got up. He hid under her bed until she returned. That was a close call. The look on his face was a real picture. That will teach him to have so many balls at once.

When all was clear and she was back in bed, he very carefully came back to the lounge. We all sat quietly for a while, so we didn't disturb her. The Rainbow Man kept an eye out for us but because it was dark, she was very quiet, and it was hard to know when she would get out of bed. Sometimes it's 3 or 4 times a night, so we are always on high alert.

The mistress went out this morning, so we gathered very quickly and played with the ping pong balls again. We are never sure how long she will be, so we made the most of it, and the wheelbarrow fella, well when he laughs, it's a real belly laugh. This causes the rest of us to laugh too. One ball landed in the fruit bowl and Trixie had to climb on the bench and fetch it. Not an easy mission for my slightly older lady. Once up there, she threw an orange at the fella with the tall blue hat. She missed and this caused a huge amount of laughter. 

We decided to pack up in case we heard the garage door open. There were balls everywhere, so we all got to and put the lounge back together again. A quick scout around to make sure there was no evidence of us playing. 

About half an hour later the garage door opened, and we all raced back to our places. It was a fun morning and good to get some exercise for a change, particularly the laughter muscles. We could have done it with a beer but decided against it. We all well remember what happened last time we did this as that mistress was on the wall path. 

She's been a busy young lady this afternoon. The floors hadn't been done for a while and she even mopped the floor. Gosh, it's a while since the water had washed the floor in a while, but shh don't tell her this. Maybe she went on a guilt trip over this. Hope so as she should know better than to let things slide. Come to think of it, I better be careful here, as she has had that stupid cough that caused gale-force winds inside, and almost blowing us off our perches. 

Those fellas on the seesaw thought her coughing would blow the dust off the TV but nope, it is still there. Oh well, there is always another day.