I have been missing my glasses cleaner for a few days now. The little spray bottle that you spray on the glasses. I’ve looked in the bathroom drawers. The little baskets in the bathroom. Under the cabinets. In every corner of the bathroom floor in case some little punk had used it to substitute a hockey puck. No luck.
Earlier today I’d asked if she had seen it. It was possible in my mind that she’d mistaken it for hers at some point and put it in her drawer. No she hadn’t seen it. We got back from getting our passport ID photos. (Going to apply for the passport tomorrow.) Anyway we’re sitting in the living room on our lap tops when I hear klunk, klunk, klunk down the stairs. I look over and something rolled across the landing followed closely by Rascal. I got up and it was the lens cleaner bottle.
Where the little stinkers have been hiding it I don’t know, but I’m glad Rascal decided to play with it tonight.