... cause the kitchen table is a little busy right now.
Spring sun gods are finally on our side and the long weekend forecast is calling for five days of sunshine out here in the BC wilderness. So yesterday I zipped into town and bought most of my summer annuals and herbs. Guess I could've waited until today but the closer we get to the long weekend, the busier all the garden centers will be.
Unfortunately, our forecast predicted one more night of freezing temps last night so before bed I hauled in all the plants to protect them from frost.
And that's when the unthinkable happened...
Keep in mind this pic was taken after I had scooped up most of the wet dirt to stop it from soaking into the carpet. There's no need for a full play by play, but I will say: pee on the floor + slippery socks + a heavy flowerpot = big muddy mess on the carpet.
The pee was of the four legged variety. At almost eight months old, Norman is pretty much house trained but he still has the odd accident in the house.
And his latest accident caused my clumsy accident. I didn't totally wipe out, but I did slide across the floor like a three year old on skates for the first time. And that heavy pot full of petunias and wet dirt didn't stand a chance against a puddle of pee. In slow motion I felt it slip out of my hands, bounce off the kitchen stool and crash down onto the carpet; splattering mud all over the walls, floor and computer desk.
My Fella was very sympathetic to the 'incident' but I could tell that inside he was laughing his head off. And I'm darn sure he wished he'd been home to witness it.
Recent events have convinced me that when you have small kids or dogs running around, life starts to resemble scenes from a bad comedy.
But how can anyone get mad at these two?
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