Monday, January 12, 2009

The Floods

This is what we came home to. Looks normal? Well, notice the lights reflecting off the SPARKLING floor? That's because there's an inch of water all around.



The kitchen, similarly wet, reflecting the lights.



Dad, waddling in silence. He said he won't talk to me again. :(



They had to swipe the waters out by the front door.



Mom wasn't too happy cuz even Reindeer had to hide. His paws got wet but he looks fine. I think he can come out next X'mas, Mom. Hee?



Sheesh...am I in deep trouble? I think I better hide...



Urm...Urm...Urm....pls don't break my paws. And don't hoot my pwetty face.
I swear I won't touch that tap again.

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