Now you know I never complain about things. I take the rough with the smooth not that there's very much smooth going on. But this time I do have to speak out.
I had heard the two legs talking about getting a water bed and how relaxing it would be and then one of them mentioned cat's claws and what would happen in the event of a leak.They had all sorts of scenarios ranging from the house being demolished from the inside out to the house floating down the street. I thought it was all very juvenile and didn't pay much heed to their fripperies.
Low and behold a couple of days later I wandered into the bathroom and saw what they were talking about. I curled up inside the water bed - I think they also call it a loo - I think that means luxuriant opulent orthopaedic - and I was quite content.
After a little while I began to feel water seeping up from underneath me and I realised their worst fears had become a reality. We were doomed and about to sink. Worse was to come I heard two legs come in and start whistling and I felt the water coming from above as well as below.
"Gosh, Casper what are you doing there?" he cried in mid whistle.
I jumped out and ran downstairs and laid in the sun to dry off.
Silly idea these water beds if you ask me.
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