fun with chicken
Aug. 13th, 2005 07:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sessifetWe've established that FoD knows how to get on the kitchen counter. We've not yet established how, but it's crystal clear that he can get up there. 'How so?' I hear you ask. Well, 15 minutes or so ago, I thought I spotted FoD scooting past with a chicken leg nearly as big as him. He made quite a good turn of speed, so I wasn't sure exactly. Johan went to check, and indeed, one chicken leg was missing (mine, to be exact). FoD had retreated underneath the couch, as far away from us as he could get, and started growling at Johan when he tried to take away his prey.
Someone on #afp had the brilliant idea of using the vacuum cleaner. Now, this is indeed a brilliant idea, because FoD loathes the vacuum cleaner. So, off we go. With considerable success. FoD shoots out from under the couch like a streak of lightning. A streak of lighting with greasy paws, though, so one more thing to clean up. You can actually see the skidmarks where he rounded the corner at near light speed.
At this point, we should've turned off the vacuum cleaner, but we were too busy laughing to do so. Cue a noise not unlike 'shhloomph' and the whine of a clogged vacuum cleaner. Yes, we just hoovered the chicken. And you want know a fun fact? Cooked chicken comes apart. The drumstick shot up the pipe and got jammed in the first bend. So Johan had to employ arcane means to get the drumstick out of there, and to clean the pipes (well, arcane...he's using on of those springs plumbers use to unclog toilets).
Oh, how I sometimes wish for the days when FoD was still cute and ickle.
Someone on #afp had the brilliant idea of using the vacuum cleaner. Now, this is indeed a brilliant idea, because FoD loathes the vacuum cleaner. So, off we go. With considerable success. FoD shoots out from under the couch like a streak of lightning. A streak of lighting with greasy paws, though, so one more thing to clean up. You can actually see the skidmarks where he rounded the corner at near light speed.
At this point, we should've turned off the vacuum cleaner, but we were too busy laughing to do so. Cue a noise not unlike 'shhloomph' and the whine of a clogged vacuum cleaner. Yes, we just hoovered the chicken. And you want know a fun fact? Cooked chicken comes apart. The drumstick shot up the pipe and got jammed in the first bend. So Johan had to employ arcane means to get the drumstick out of there, and to clean the pipes (well, arcane...he's using on of those springs plumbers use to unclog toilets).
Oh, how I sometimes wish for the days when FoD was still cute and ickle.
