Spence III

Spence is gone -see Spence part I, and/or Spence part II-... Chicken... I noticed him a while ago when he was sitting somewhere else on the ceiling. Far away from his cobweb, maybe he was on his way out, maybe he was starving for food in the meantime. He's such a looser, he didn't catch any of the mozzies in here.

I guess he must have seen me typing my blogger input, I guess he must have understood what I have been typing. Perhaps he can read, you never know with spiders do you? Perhaps he was sick and tired of me and my threats. I really have no clue what happened to him. I just noticed a few days ago that he wasn't where he was supposed to be.

I swear I did not send him on a trip to dusty clouds, I tried to be nice to him and respect A.'s wish to keep him alive *this time* I gave him a chance to prove himself but I guess he blew it and he is probably too embarrassed to face me. Maybe he dropped himself of the ceiling.

If that is the case then I have to admit something:

it was such a mess in the house so I did some cleaning today. I did three loads of laundry, cleaned the bird cage [poor thing didn't know where to poo anymore, the excrement was just piling up *just kidding though but it actually really needed some work!*], took the bird in the cage and put him under the shower *he loves that!* and hoovered the whole house.

All of that in between going to the doctor to get an injection, picking up my furry coat for the wedding [purple color!], buying groceries, going to the post office to mail off a 3KG package to my friend in Scotland and visiting Carla at the store to see how she was doing...

Anyway, I took the vacuum cleaner and cleaned the whole house, including the computer room/office space... Now don't give me that look, don't raise the eyebrow, if he fell from the ceiling [or jumped... either way] then you can't really blame me for having the urge to clean, can you?