Lisa's POZ Blog

Now that I have calmed down sufficiently, I can tell you of my latest adventure.
I’ll go ahead and warn you, that I seem to always feel compelled to tell you the story behind the story.
That being said, I’ll convey the mini tangent that was the precursor to the events of yesterday afternoon.

My little ball of fuzzy love (Sweetie), recently found a cool new game to play. She has full run of the house, and is usually a well behaved little love. She will occasionally go on attention getting adventures, that are designed to make some kind of noise, so that I can come find her, scoop her up, and invite her to play (which is what her ulterior motive was all along). Her favorite game, is to climb amongst the VHS tapes, and Nintendo game cartridges under the entertainment stand in the living room. She loves flinging the boxes, and tapes everywhere. She doesn’t do it very often, but is quite capable of making her statement this way.

Well, her newly discovered game of choice is the kitchen cabinets. She was fooling around in the kitchen one day, and discovered that if she lay on the floor, and dug studiously, that she could make the door open. It’s been on ever since. What more perfect ferret playground could you find. Nice and dark in there. Lots of new, and interesting things to stomp through, and over. And saving the best for last……..there was much noise to be made, especially while stomping over momma’s baking pans. WooHoo!
I didn’t get too plussed about it, until she started taking up residence under there. Then she stopped coming out to go to her papers for piddling on. Uh-oh! Time to put a stop to this.

This being a really old house (1912), there are doors to every room. Easiest way to keep her out of the cabinets was to simply keep both of the kitchen doors closed. It gets wicked cold in there when the doors have been closed all night. Not to mention that I can’t hear, or smell food cooking. Just haven’t gotten around to finding cabinet closure devices that are cheap, easy to install, and effective.

Now we can get to the real meat of this story.
Yesterday afternoon, I had been out and about most of the day, and was pretty bushed when I came back home. Thought a nice cup of tea sounded good. I have recently fallen in love with Darjeeling tea. Filled the kettle, and set it on the burner……..on high.
Went back to my “nest”/bedroom to watch TV, and wait. Felt cold, so I got under the covers (electric blanket) to warm up. Got all warm and comfy, and drifted off to sleep.

I was awakened by BEEPBEEPBEEP! Groggy, and confused, it didn’t register what was going on. BEEPBEEPBEEP! Coming from the dining room…..BEEPBEEPBEEP!…….Whipped open the kitchen door, and was plunged into a smoke filled room, and oh looky….a real nice BONFIRE on top of the stove. Fried kettle anyone? BEEPBEEPBEEP!

Needless to say, I had to go out today and get all new drip bowls for the stove. Wound up having to buy TWO sets, because the first set
were the chintzy kind, without the neat little cut outs around the edges for the burners to set into.
The first set came from Roses, the second set came from Lowes. The good news is, that I found some neat little closing devices for the kitchen cabinets.
Too bad I didn’t just make sure that the whistle was seated in the down position, I might have saved myself from all this excitement. ‘Course, if the kitchen doors had been open, I would have heard the kettle boiling, way before I got all snuggly in my “nest“.

Scratch the entire lamentation I previously posted about hibernating. Hell, I’m not even safe when staying home.
Bummer about the kettle too……it was a really nice one.