At approximately 3am this morning, I was awakened by a squeak-thump-squeak-thump that kept repeating. I wasn't deeply asleep as I'd woken up a little when E came to bed, not long before. I switched on the light and saw the hamster racing in his wheel. Apparently there was a big seed or something clunking as he ran along. Knowing what it was, I was able to start drifting off again.
I didn't get very far into my sleep when I heard a thud, which was then followed by Rusty barking. And barking. And barking some more. Rusty is not a barker at all compared to his canine siblings, who were both curled up and snoozing away with us in the bedroom. I went out to the dining room here Rusty was standing, in the dark, barking into the kitchen. He was freaking out, wiggling like crazy when he saw me.
My first thought was, "Crap, what came in through the dog door? Skunk, squirrel, possum, stray cat?" I tentatively turned on some lights and found my lunch box had fallen from the top of the refridgerator, explaining the thud I had heard. And yes, that is what spooked Rusty. Much better than some wildlife creature.
If I believed in signs or omens or whatever, I would definitely think the lunch box falling was one. I put a bottle of water in with my food today. When I got to work, I picked up my lunch and it was soaking wet, as was the floor mat in my brand new car! Ack! I'm dreading how it will smell after being closed up for 10+ hours today. Upon inspection of my container, I noted the rubber gasket on the lid had become dislodged. So that explains the spillage instead of some mumbo jumbo.
I do wonder what made the lunch box fall. I checked an earthquake information page and there was a "micro quake" at 3:09 am, but it was pretty far south so I don't think that was it.
4 comments:
sorry, that was just me. i was looking for some chips.
well...it could have been, i DO know where you live.
Yup. It's got to be at least about M4.5 before things start falling, and even then it's got to be close to you.
D'oh! And, Ren, you do have a key!
Baxter is the only one of our dogs to be kenneled at night as he is the only one who is the same size as the cat and has old street dog proclivities so he goes under the baby (dog) gate and eats her food and roots in her litter box. She and I are both offended by this behavior. Anyway, about one night in four he carries on fit to beat hell at 3:00 am. I am not sure whether it is a rat a possum or a racoon on the back deck (there is... "sign" left from some nocturnal visitor). It could also be Seraph (the female deerie) sleep walking by his kennel. She is definitely a night roamer. Whatever it is, it is annoying. Almost enough so for me to consider putting a citronella bark collar on him at night. But we WANT him to bark for intruders. It's a dilemma.
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