troutkitty has informed me that I'm very wierd. I'm pretty sure she appreciated the bit where I got her a fizzy bath bomb out of the drawer, since she was already in the tub. And a towel. Maybe it was when I started launching our collection of rubber ducks off the top of the shower doors into the tub with her. Or just maybe, it was when I started humming Darth Vader's march and dropped the GIANT duckie in the middle.
(Seriously, the giant duckie is a good foot high--Christmas present from the wierd and wonderful
jestyna and her sister.)
Sekrit message to
chaleur23: if you happen to spot a
rainbow duckie anywhere while you're in California... would you mind picking one up for us?