Family Funk

Princess Bride and Prairie Dogs

Many years ago, I discovered that TW had never seen The Princess Bride. Which means the small children had not seen the Princess Bride. I forced the entire group to watch. TW rolled her eyes and complained about what a horrible movie it was.

I almost moved out.

The children, however, at least the older and younger, immediately understood the awesomeness. The middle child came around, eventually. And TW, well, she appears to have grown into The Princess Bride. (Thankfully.)

This morning, Prince J (and I, by extension) learned that TW’s mother has never seen The Princess Bride. There may have been gasping. There was certainly appalled disbelief. Nobody can live in Denise’s house who has not seen The Princess Bride at least once but preferably dozens of times. You must be able to quote the movie extensively.

This afternoon, TW’s mom asked Prince J to put in the movie. TW and Prince J declined to do so because you cannot watch The Princess Bride alone – not for the first time. She she must wait until someone is home to watch with her.

TW’s mom said “I don’t stay up that late.”

Prince J said “Well you can’t watch it alone.”

TW said “Inconceivable!”

And I said, “Damn, I’m impressed that you’ve learned to use the movie quotes properly.”

TW said “As you wish.”

Prince J walked over to the #prairiedogs and said “You are cute little rodents of unusual size, aren’t you?”

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They Missed Each Other

TW’s mom was really sick last weekend so Elly hasn’t seen her very much. Today, Elly came in – found her grandmother in her normal seat in front of the TV, and yelled with real happiness, “Momal! You’re feeling better!” and the two of them have been happily chatting away ever since.

Of course their happy chatting is odd – one asks a question about something the other knows nothing about, the other asks a question about something the other knows nothing about, one starts talking about something the other doesn’t care too hoots about, the other starts talking about something the other doesn’t care anything about.

But, they both happily talk about whatever it is the other wants to talk about.

It’s cute.

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Prairie Dog Prison Break

Wilma learned how to open her cage. When I say learned, I mean LEARNED. It wasn’t a one-time accidental opening, it was a full-fledged, I can open this any time I want type of learned. She was roaming around the house, TW put her back in her cage and closed the door. 15 minutes later, she was out roaming around again. TW put her back and I sat here at my desk, reading blogs and watching her open the cage over and over again. (Each time she opened it, I got up and closed it.) I started telling her to cut it out, as she’d go back to open it – and she’d stop. Finally, she wandered away from the cage door and I forgot about her. Until she got out again.

 

I tried to call her over, like TW does – she took one look at me and ran the other way. So I started walking behind her, calling TW to come get her and then she noticed me and turned around and CHASED ME. I yelled for TW to save me – she did but guess what. Wilma got out again. And this time the others noticed she was free and that she’d left the cage door open for them.

 

TW rounded them all up – evil Betty was not pleased with this and I stayed well clear until TW had safely scooped her up in a towel and plopped her back inside. Then we went looking for something to keep the darn cage door closed. TW tried some sort of plastic hook that I’m pretty sure the Prairie Dogs will eat through in about three days – which is fine since it’s stuck on there and we can’t get it off. But it won’t keep Wilma from opening the cage and shoving through the space available to her. So, TW got a heavy duty padlock and wedged it onto the door. She wedged it so well that we couldn’t get it off – or the door open.  After about ten minutes, we finally jerked it free and replaced it a little more loosely. Wilma can still get that cage open but not enough to slither through – we hope.

 

I wish I’d had the camera close by when she first discovered the padlock. She rattled that thing so hard, I thought she was going to break the cage. Here’s a video, from a few minutes later, of her trying to figure out how to outsmart the padlock – and us.

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Pebbles Running

The prairie dogs never really liked the first wheel we bought them and then of course they broke it so TW bought a new one right around Christmas. The new one is louder, a little sturdier, and Pebbles likes it.

Right after I stopped recording, I coughed – Pebbles stopped running and yipped at me and promptly fell out of the wheel into the bedding bin. That kind of thing happens a lot. She’s running along and then poof, she’s fallen into the bottom of the bin. Graceful she is not.

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