I know that yesterday was officially June Tattle on Jan Day, but I just have to add my two kibble worth to the tattle.
No, it's not revenge because Jan put me in my Private Dining Car to eat my dinner. I actually LOVE my PDC.
Do you remember the nursery rhyme of Little Miss Muffet from Mother Goose?
Little Miss Muffet, sat on a tuffet,
Eating her curds and whey;
Along came a spider, who sat down beside her
And frightened Miss Muffet away.
Jan is terrified of bugs. A spider is a bug. (In case you don't believe it's a bug, click here.)
Saturday night Jan sat down in front of the tv to eat her dinner. She picked up her fork and -
|public domain spider photo|
A spider rappelled from the ceiling and plopped onto her food. No, not the spider in the picture. We never met him. Hers was a very small spider.
Jan almost threw the plate across the room. But instead - since she only has four plates - with rapid reflexes, she used her fork to toss food across the room. Not just any food. Messy food. Potatoes au gratin to be exact. On the carpet.
Oh, did she regret that! She had to clean it up.
The next time Jan wants to throw food, she should make sure it's cool enough for me to eat. I would have helped her clean it up but, after all, I didn't make the mess. This time.