Because Tuesday's post was so long and because this story is pretty awesome, it gets a post all to itself.
In preparation for the chance of losing power for multiple days, we filled up our bathtub with water. This, 32 years later, I have just learned you are supposed to do if you are without power for an extended period of time. Anyway....luckily it was the one in our Master bath... If you are a long time reader of mine, you may have read this post, which is actually one of my very favorites, written over 2 years ago.
Last night as we were heading to bed and Luke was rocking Ezra to sleep, we heard a splash, as if something had fallen into our bathtub. We both looked at each other, puzzled, until we heard another few splashes and all of a sudden, I realized and shouted, 'Oh my God, Ace!'. We both leapt up as quickly as we could as a soaked cat came galloping through the door leaving puddles everywhere. Ace had either, a) fallen in the tub, as only a kitten should or b) and even a funnier scenario, jumped in the tub just as happy as could be not realizing we had filled it up because there's no reason it would be filled up with noone in it. Whatever the reason, it was pretty damn funny. Poor Ace is always the brunt of our jokes, but he is just SO dumb for a cat. C'mon, cats are supposed to be smart and coordinated. Ours is not. Please read other post if you have not already and have a good Thursday. Thankfully it was the bathtub in our room and it was not in the middle of the night. Poor thing could've drowned.
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