I smoke a pipe. Have for years. And along the way, of course, I've had to clean them. I have six or seven pipes that I rotate through, with three that I really enjoy smoking.
Now, the Barbie Killer doesn't enjoy being around me while I smoke..but..when I pull out the pipe cleaners, she starts going nuts. God forbid I set a used one down and pick up another when she's around...the little snit will steal them and play with them. It's like they're an alternative form of catnip.
Last night, I cleaned one of my pipes, and I could have sworn that I threw all three of the cleaners away.
It must have been just one.
I woke this morning with one in bed.
Just now, I found the other inside one of my boots.
And the little spasmatic fought me for it. *LOL* I won.
*grin*
Then again, I am bigger than she is.
Friday, December 17, 2004
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lmfao.
*hugs*
Me. :o)
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