See, the other night we heard a funny sound. When we went out to the kitchen to investigate we found Mr. Boingy Pen on the floor. Securely suction-cupped to the floor and bouncing slightly on his spring, grinning from ear to ear. Eerie. And slightly disturbing.
While discussing it over breakfast, the hubby picked it up. It continued to grin straight ahead, and then slowly, oh so slowly, its head bobbed and turned so it was looking at me. What the heck?!?!? It did this several times.
Right now, as I write this, it is staring into the fish tank. If there are fish missing in the morning, or if anything about the tank is even slightly out of the ordinary, that pen may have to go.
Shhhh. Not too loud.
Quack!
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