Nepeta, the youngest kitten scratched on my door at 3:40 this morning. Yes, that’s right, THREE FORTY . She must have been lonely. Really, I think she just likes to use the litter box in my bedroom. There are six other litter boxes in the house, but she prefers the one behind the chair in the corner of my room.
I tucked the cat under one arm and carried her downstairs . I was going to put her in the laundry room for the rest of the night. That’s weird, do I hear water running? The kitchen sink faucet was on at the highest speed and the sink was filling up with soap bubbles!
What’s happening? What’s going on?
I thought I saw something moving in the sink. I ran over and turned off the water.
Hey! Whats going on here? The elephant has a new blue Scotch-Brite, Non-Scratch, scrub sponge stuck on her tusks. The giraffe has soap bubbles on her head. Larry the lion and the cheetah were squeezing the bottle of Joy dish soap into the sink. Oh dear, it looks like I need to get a new bottle, the label is almost worn off. And the tiger was holding up a silver pasta ladle. Wait a minute! They must have found my sponges in the cabinet. They opened all of them!
Did I just imagine I saw something move in the sink? I thought I saw movement. Maybe the elephant was trying to get out of the water? The water was almost up to the elephant’s mouth. The giraffe would have been fine, she has a long neck.
Wait, a minute! I almost caught my toys alive!
In December, at midnight, my toys come alive and wander around my house looking for something to do. So far they have made fried eggs, emptied my bookcase, and toilet papered my writing desk. And tonight I found them in the kitchen sink at 3:40 a.m.
Or maybe they become toys again as soon as a person walks into the room. Oh, no! they were washing my silverware. If I had waited another forty minutes, they would have washed all of my silverware. And maybe they would have dried them too!
Maybe Larry the lion, the elephant, and the giraffe and tiger and cheetah felt bad for toilet-papering my writing desk yesterday? Were they trying to be kind to me?
Last night when I went to bed, there was a pot full of dirty silverware in the sink. I was going to let them soak overnight. “Sigh,” I said to Pooh, my cat, “I hate washing silverware.”
The toys don’t move during the day, but maybe they can hear!
Today, I need to say at least one hundred times in front of my toys. ” I hate cleaning my basement. I hate cleaning my basement. I hate cleaning my basement. I hate cleaning my basement. ” ( Just imagine I said that one hundred times. After reading it four times, you might already be bored reading it.)
Yawn, I’m very tired. I think I’ll go back to bed.
I wonder what they will do tonight?
What do you think they will do? Please tell me in the comments. I really want to know what you think.
P.S.* I use Joy dish soap to remind me to pray for my friend Joy and her son Andrew. You can read their story here. It is time for a new bottle of Joy
P.S.S. Here are the other stories from this month’s adventure:
November 30: On December 1st my toys will come alive.
December 1st: My toys came alive at midnight last night! They like eggs!
December 2nd: My toys came alive last night and emptied my bookcase.
December 3rd: My toys were upset with me last night. They toilet papered my writing desk.
