Saturday, October 26, 2013

The Misadventures of Pop

Have I got a Senile Saturday for you!


Pop's on a roll even though I wanted him on a bagel! HAH!

Last night, TW and I were on the computer at the other end of the condo while our dishwasher was doing its thing. Suddenly, we heard an explosion. A shattering! Then silence. She looked at me and I looked at her arm. I called out, "Pop are you alright??" See, Pop is our dishwasher. We have a "dishwasher" dishwasher but that only gets used on busy days when there's a lot of dishes. The peeps take turns the other days.

The only known pic of my beloved dish.
Turns out Pop had dropped and broken a juice glass. It didn't just break; it exploded. I was glad that it wasn't one of MY dishes. I might have never eaten again. Remember when he dropped and broke my favorite water dish? That was the last time I drank water. I didn't like the replacement dish. OK, I did use the Princess dish for a while but I use that broken dish as my excuse. It was a hand-me-down from Chizzy, even though Chizzy never used it. Long story for another time.

Luckily, I was in bed and wasn't curious enough to get up.  There were tiny bits of glass all over the kitchen. It was in the sink, on the floor, in the dishpan. The evil V.C. made a noisy appearance. Much time elapsed and finally all was well.

Fast forward to tonight. Dinner was over and Pop was getting out the dessert: two-pound brownie. There was only about one pound left cos they'd been nursing it for over a week already. As Pop walked from the kitchen to the table …
… down went the brownie. Business side down. … All wasn't lost cos it was refrigerated so the icing wasn't gooey and the lid did stay on the box. Once TW realized this fact, she let loose. TW laughed … and laughed … and laughed until she cried. The tears were rolling down her face. I think she's gonna laugh every time she sees that brownie until it's finished.

[CK note: Pop has an excuse for his clumsiness. Two years ago, he had a broken elbow which needed surgery. In performing the surgery, they had to remove one of his arm tendons. Since then, he can't grip anything but yet I trust him and only him to hold me.]

Once again, The Cat was glad she was nowhere near the action.

29 comments:

  1. MOL ! No way to blame the kitty ! Fortunately none was injured by broken glass. Purrs

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  2. Oh MOL! You've had some action there!

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  3. It's a crying shame he didn't drop something tasty for the kitty. A brownie in a plastic box--what good is THAT??

    You look awfully sexy there on the bed, CK. It makes me a feel a little fainty, to tell you the truth, just imagining curling up with you.

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  4. There is just too much excitement at your house! I dread when my human goes through one of her clumsy periods because she has the foulest mouth and she is loud!

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  5. Drats pity you didn't get any of the brownie Keisha. Have a super Saturday.
    Best wishes Molly

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  6. Poor Pop...Momz has those days too CK...like today when she moved a stool that shoved a nightstand that pulled over a lamp and kapow the lightbulb exploded...she shooed all us 4-leggers out of the room and brought out the evil vc, all the time laughing at how clumsy she can be

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  7. Your poor Pop! The manpeep had wrist surgery a long time ago and sometimes drops things as a result. We have plastic-that-looks-like-glass that they drink out of, which has saved our paws several times, but we have been hit by the splatter of falling beverage. Good thing you were safely in bed where you couldn't be blamed or caught by the shrapnel!

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  8. LOL - that sounds exactly like something that would happen over here. Maybe we're related!!

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  9. We sure glad you were far from the scene of the commotion. Mommy took a glass container out from the freezer once and it just literally broke up in her hands and fell on the ground. If it didn't cut her hand or didn't shatter as it did (it wasn't tempered glass), she may have laughed. Instead, she wrote a letter to the company and got an apology, a refund and a gift.
    Glad no one was hurt when Pop dropped the juice glass.

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  10. Very glad there was no damages except to the glass. Losing a brownie would have been horrifying!

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  11. Juice glass--no great loss. A POUND o'brownie going to waste...let's just say our Mommy would have eaten it, even AFTER the 10-second rule was over! What a hog.

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  12. BOL! If that brownie fell in my house, I'd be on it instantly! I'm always looking fur mom to drop something!

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  13. Good thing you stayed in bed, safer that way!

    Mindy
    Moe
    Cookie
    Mike

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  14. Bed was the best place for you, CK. You don't wanna be near a broken glass. The humans go crazy if you are.

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  15. Good thing you were already in bed when that explosion happened.

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  16. C.K., You are one brave girl. We're not sure we'd let your dad pick up anything, much less you or a huge brownie. Our mom drops and knocks things over all the time 'cause she has a neuromuscular disease, but we think we probably spill and break things more than she does…sometimes by accident and sometimes on purpose. MOL. Have a furry good weekend. Purrs and hugs, Lily Olivia, Misty May, Mauricio, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Josette

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  17. Oh Dog! Bummer about your dad. But I'd sure love to be around to help him clean up any food he drops on the floor!

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  18. I agree, poor Pop! Our Dad is very good at dropping things are we are very good at scattering!

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  19. MOL! The humans here have weeks like that, too, CK. At least Pops has the elbow surgery as an excuse! :)

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  20. MOL!! Our Dad did the same kind of things last week. He dropped a whole, large coke in a restaurant. Coke and ice everywhere....so bad he and Mom had to move to another table because they had to put those yellow wet floor things out.

    The Florida Furkids

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  21. So your condo is a disaster area for the foreseeable!! You deserve brownie points for your sang froid and I wish I'd been there with my box brownie to record it! :))

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  22. Yikes.....that was a close call with the broken glass AND the amazing flying brownie. Sounds to me like there's never a dull moment 'round your place CK!

    Kitty Hugs, Sammy

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  23. Glad you were not nearby! You don't wanna be near pieces of exploded glass! But might have been fun to be near one pound brownie :-)

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  24. Wow. You pop really has dropsy lately. I hope he doesn't drop your food.

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  25. Glad you where safe in bed when the glass exploded and that your Pops didn´t cut himself !
    No honest netiher me or mom thought it was anything funny about the Brownies at all *keeping paws and fingers crossed*

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  26. 5 second rule applies to most food.
    But BROWNIES...well, there's a firm 5 hour rule in place for them.
    ; )

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  27. Hi CK. You know, now I am not going to be able to sleep tonight since I read about your surprise. I think it's really mean not to give a hint.

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  28. Yep! Pawrents who drops dishes...mes would has them replaced. Mommy has not washed a dish since last night (when she braked a glass)
    Kisses
    Nellie

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