Lately some small odd things have been going on in my home.
Little things that if I hadn't started paying attention, would go by unnoticed.
As of late because of the cold, wet, weather I have been keeping our furry baby in the lounge room. It's his bedroom nowadays.
On the very end of the room, is a large walk in closet where I keep all of my poetry, kids' art projects, and some of my Grandpa Sonny's things. These are the things I was allowed to take from his home, when we cleaned it out after he passed.
This particular camera still had the film in it. I put it in a box at the back of the closet.
One morning I woke up, started my usual routine. Start the coffee, let the dog out, smoke a cigarette, and take a shower.
I started the coffee, and went downstairs. When I let Tucker out I saw the camera just sitting on the weight bench. I thought it weird to be sitting out like that, but it was early and I put it up.
I go back up stairs and the coffee hadn't started off right so coffee grinds are all over the pot,counter,and floor. I cleaned it up, and made more.
Off to work I went.
A couple days later same routine, and again, the camera is sitting on the floor just outside the closet.
I thought ok maybe Tuck is getting the camera out of the closet, but how? The closet doors are shut.
So I open the doors up and set it on top of some shirts on the highest shelf. I'm thinking "If it's him I know he can't reach it here". And continue on with my routine and go off to work.
The same night, Tuck started to whine at the door. So I let him out to pee, but he has no need to go. I let him back in, I go upstairs and shut the door, leaving him there. He starts to whine at the door again.
I go down there to sit with him, and the closet doors are open. I go to close them, and usually he is walking with his body touching my legs. But this time he stayed at the door and watched me from afar.
I close the doors and walk back and open the door, and he flies out so fast I couldn't catch him. I finally caught him and put him in the room with the kids where he slept that night.
The next morning I start my routine and forgot he was in the kids' room.
I go downstairs to let him out, and realize he's not in there and see the closet doors are open and the camera is sitting on the side of the weight bench, on the floor and the film has been partially torn out the camera and torn right in the middle.
I pick it up, wrap it up and put it back in the closet... Disappointed I wouldn't be able to get that developed eventually.
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