The Pool

PS- FOr some reason this showed as sent last night and as a draft tonight, so I am publishing it again, sorry if you are getting it as a repeat...

A little chill-time

Hi G-Fans!

As we say around here, frequently these days, "never a dull moment..."

Instead of a walk today in the dripping rain or the sunny sun, we went swimming.  Yes, I know it is winter, and even a warm day isn't a great swimming day, but we swam inside.

The concierge must have been up all night getting the indoor pool ready for us to use this morning.  I have to say, it wasn't like in the picture with the Polar Bear.  It was a little dreary, and there was a lot of inconsistent dripping from the ceiling (if there was more it would have made a nice waterfall) and all she kept saying was the naughty "s-h" word, you know which one, the one that means "poop" - one of our favorite topics!

Anyway, I digress...

It was a nice change to do some winter swimming.  The concierge kept repeating over and over how deep it was, I thought it was a little on the shallow side, only up to her ankles.... we paddled and splashed more than swam.

She kept circling around pulling plugs and moving boxes and she did a really weird thing.  She shut the water off, and it was way before it was deep enough, even though, like I wrote, there was a beginning of a good waterfall coming down the vent shaft and the stairway.  It was almost something. 

The concierge kept scrambling up and down the stairs, grabbing towels, moving towels, making phone calles and looking genuinely frazzled.

She didn't really join in the fun at all.  She seemed very preoccupied.  Humans can be so complicated.

Then the people started coming with towels and they kept throwing them on the floor and not wrapping us up in them.

We had to be careful so we didn't skid in the kitchen or bathroom because some of the pool water was up there too.

Then that horrible plumber-guy came and stopped all our fun.  The concierge, however, must have been really sleep deprived because she seemed relieved and was able to get to her job for her third appointment.  (She meets with all sorts of smelling people every day.)  And then the pool was only a damp memory.  Next time, though, the concierge should really do something to eliminate all the flotsam in the pool.  I don't like the smell of wet cardboard and debris.... it just gets in the way of our fun.

She promised us to do it better next time.  She had a crazed look in her eye, however, when she said it.....

I am not sure if she wasn't giving me a sardonic response..... I guess sometimes it is best to just carry on and not react to the dark humor in some of us....

Wouldn't you agree?

So, there you have it, another unuasual day at the palace

Sleep Bliss!