Last night, as usual, poor Buffy woke up 3 or 4 times in the night because Quiche was punching her bladder. She finally woke up at sometime just after 5am and decided she needed a bath. (This happens a lot.) She got up and I drifted back to sleep only to be woken sometime later by banging...
'Chicken!'
I lifted my head. The thumping and panicked cries appeared to be coming from the bathroom.
I staggered to the bathroom door.
'The light's gone out and I need you to help me get out the bath. I can't see anything!'
'But you've locked the door.'
Poor Buffy was stranded in the pitch black in the dark. We've had two light bulbs blow in the bathroom this weekend, so we thought this one had gone too. In fact, our electricity, which runs off a key, had run out.
Eventually, my 34-weeks-pregnant girlfriend managed to get herself out of the bath and find her way back to bed. I went back to sleep and forgot about the whole thing until I had to clean my teeth in the dark this morning. I hope I was using toothpaste.
Happy Easter. Here's a cute picture from a cute site:
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