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Lost and Found

Yesterday, we took the youngest youngling to rowing, and stopped after training for lunch at a cafe, as you do.

We then returned home, as there was a bit of rubbish in the car, asked the youngest youngling to de-louse the car on disembarking.

Youngest youngling, then proceeded to gather up all his rowing gear and then dumped the pile onto the floor of his bedroom..  (standard operating procedure).

Fast forward to this morning… and time to leave for work, school bus etc…  (we all leave together).

I can not find, my jacket, cellphone, keys or wallet…   search the house…   (sans younglings bedroom, I mean who would think to look there?)…   I phone my cellphone…  can’t hear it in the house.

The last place that I remember seeing my jacket is on the back of the chair in the cafe the previous day…   it is that ‘in-between’ kind of spring weather, you need a light jacket outside, but inside you take it off because it is too warm…  (but I digress).    I phone cafe…  no they have not seen my jacket with keys, wallet and cellphone. We had used my wife’s keys to drive home.

Perplexed I leave for work…    then once at work, I set about cancelling all my credit cards etc at the bank, cancelling my drivers license, putting a hold on my cellphone, calling my insurance company to put in a claim, filing a police report because the insurance company said I had to…

Then I realise that if someone has stolen my jacket at the cafe, with my wallet and keys, that there is more than enough identification in my wallet for them to find where we live, and persons unscrupulous could be busy cleaning out the house and then using my keys to load the loot into the back of the car that is still at home, and then drive away with the lot…   (yeah yeah, I know worst case scenario…  but you kind of have to think about that…)   after all even though the cats were inside, I suspect that they would just meow at the burglars to fill their bowl with biscuits…  (but I digress again..)

SO THEN I decide that I need to come home and call a lock smith to re-key all our locks, so home I come and call said lock smith, who is very prompt in arriving to re-key all the locks in the house about seven in total.     After the lock smith has been on the job for around half an hour, my wife then calls and suggests that the youngest youngling may have taken my jacket out of the car, and have I checked in his room…?

I go and check.    Sure enough on the floor of the room amongst various piles of teenage detritus, I find my jacket, keys, wallet and cellphone.

Normally a misplaced cellphone in the house can easily be found by ringing it…  but in this case it was muffled by my jacket pocket and various other clothes piled on top thereof.

By this time the lock smith had just about finished his work.

So now I have a pile of useless (cut in two) credit and bank cards, as once you report them lost they get fried instantly… they will take a few days to be replaced…   and a lock smith bill of $150.00..   (he was a bit apologetic at having to still give me the bill…  but hey the work had now been done.)

Then of course, I needed to call all the banks, cellphone company, insurance, police, etc, and tell them that all the stuff had been found…   at home…  duh.

Fortunately, I could re-activate my drivers license again with yet another phone call, and save the $38.50 fee for a new license.   Yay.

We also have a new set of very shiny house keys. Yay.


Posted by on 24 September, 2012 in Uncategorized


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Snuggle Puss

Actually we are not very amused this evening…   Mummy made us eat tinned cat food rather than our usual individual serve pouches.



Posted by on 13 September, 2012 in Uncategorized


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Meet Our Humans

 Now of course even doggies and kitties, all need humans, for all the important jobs such as going out to work to earn money, so they can go to the shops and buy the food, and then bring the food home, and give the doggies and kitties the food, and then basically start the whole process all over again…

 Me and my Master…


Me and my younglings… they do week about on dog walkies… (the other week they load the dishwasher… blegh..)…


 Oooh… and there is a picture with my Mummy… yeah I love my Mummy… except when she has the brush in her hand… I don’t love the brush!



Posted by on 18 July, 2012 in Uncategorized


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