Doesn’t matter the reason. I just can’t seem to formulate full sentences more than usual. So I'm going random. Well, more random than usual.
For Halloween I considered being Spider Woman, mostly because I found a spider dog toy for $5 at Marshall's. It was orange and rattled and the plan was to attach it to my shirt or my head. That’s as far as I got. Sadly that that’s how most of my projects go - I don’t get much further than planning and, in this case, buying the toy.
Anyway, Halloween was last week and I was a tree and a Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer and not Spider Woman so I gave the dog toy to Tigger the Dog. This failed project worked out well, I thought, as Spider Woman is, after all, a dog toy.
What I didn’t know is that the bright orange spider toy that ratted apparently also had a squeak. Or rather, a squawk. That sounds like a dying duck. On steroids.
TTD loves it. And squeaks it. A lot. Usually when we were trying to watch a show or sound like grown-ups on the phone. At one point, I caught her on her back, legs a wiggling, as she squawked away, happy as can be. Sadly there is no video of that wonder.
I did, however, get a video of TTD having her way with Spider Woman. Which I planned to post for your enjoyment. But then I realized I'd have to upgrade this site to allow video. And I am just not awake enough to contemplate the cost vs. benefit ratio of upgrading.
So, on my fuzzy non-thought formulating day, please enjoy a snarky picture or two of TTD having her way with her lion.