Our Day in the Circus

Sunday our day seemed like a three ring circus. In the first ring, we had Ollie pining and whining to be in the craft room. Periodically, he would take off like a cannon ball heading down the hall straight to the craft room where he would immediately commence a pining wail as if he might die if he did not get into the craft room. He could pine but no entry. Here he is giving me his most cunning look. Sorry, Ollie. No admittance.

Ollie wishing to be a crafter

In the second ring, we had Claude. As I have mentioned on numerous occassions, Claude is sweet to the bone. He is very considerate of his brothers feelings. He could feel Ollie's pain. He sympathized and empathized with him. Claude would hear Ollie's wails from down the hall and go fetch his BooBoo lamb. Claude would go down the hall carrying BooBoo lamb as if to say "Here Ollie. You can play with my toy. It is fabulous." Ollie just looked at him as if to reply "No cigar, Claude. Only crafts will meet my requirements."

In the third and final ring, Henry and Nigel put on quite a performance. There was a lizard trapped between the window screen and the window. That lizard kept them entertained all afternoon. The likes of crashing, banging, meowing, hissing have not been heard in these parts in quite some time. They terrified that poor lizard for at least 4 hours. Finally, it escaped. The picture below is early into their study of lizard terror.

The picture below is after Nigel is completely exhausted but Henry thinks the lizard may have escaped to the ceiling.