The last few days have been Bad News, Good News days. Sunday morning Mom left to make the 2 ½ hour trip to go see our big brother, Russell, our sister-in-law, Karissa, and The Grandsons. Casper and I had just settled in for a nice quiet Snoozin’ Sunday. Wait… was that the garage door I heard? What’s going on?
Mom walked back into the house. She said her car sounded funny. She made a swishy sound as she described it to Russell over the phone. She was right – that did sound funny. She was sad that she wasn’t going to see ‘the kids and grandkids’, as she calls them. But, she would see them soon. Car broken and no visit with the fam – bad news. Then came the call, the fam was coming here instead – good news! Good news as far as she was concerned anyway. But, there went our plans of sleeping the whole dang day away. There is NO sleeping when those rowdy boys are here!
About three hours later, they’re heeere; off to mom’s bedroom we went.
It’s kind of like a small tornado, without the rain, blowing through the house when the boys are here. Mom says they are sweet and energetic, I say they are a horde of locusts come to destroy our entire way of life.
Anyway, they came, they created their mayhem and path of destruction, and then they went back home. We survived, once again! Definitely time to sleep! We slept long and hard.
Next day, mom got her car to the service department. It was, as Russell had predicted, the alternator – bad news. But, the repair was covered by her extended warranty – good news. They had to order the part and it would take a couple of days to get it – bad news -- she would have to rent a car. It too was covered by her warranty – good news.
Life is just one big old balancing act, like having our plans crushed by having the wrecking crew visit (bad news… for sleepy cats anyway) led to some awesome snoozing time (great news). Plus, having them visit makes Mom happy and we love Mom, so I guess it really is good news.
It’s all a matter of perspective.
Hugs and Purrs
=^..^= Angel
It really was a mixed bag, I was on the edge of my chair to see how it would turn out.
ReplyDeleteHey, that's why they make beds...to hide under!!!
ReplyDeleteAs usual, I enjoy getting the events from a furry perspective.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad your car situation will soon be resolved without great expense. It sounds like the total reversal of your plans to see family worked out well for ALMOST everyone!
Your grandsons look like a fun pair!
I can SO TOTALLY RELATE! We take cover under the bed, and if the grandkid's visit is more than an afternoon, Mom puts the litter box, our food and the water bowl in her bathroom and closes the bedroom door.
ReplyDeleteThat works for all of the grandkids EXCEPT for the wild young boy who is apparently majorily enthralled by us, since he totally ignores the closed door rule when no one is paying attention to him. Luckily Maya takes charge and issues the hisses that let him know he is not welcome.
Love, Bella
Wow, what a day! And what a story! You're so right ... it's all about perspective. The boys look like lots of fun, but we understand how the kitties would want to go underground for a while. :)
ReplyDeleteShaddy - the boys are a great deal of fun! and very energetic! the cats don't have a chance.
ReplyDeleteBella - you really do get it! I'm the designated hisser when one (or all three) of the boys comes looking for us. Casper is too laid back, and I have a feeling Mom only has him stay in the room to keep me company -- and for his own protection. :)
ReplyDeleteLove,
Angel