Thank goodness for a quick thinking custodian and a powerful magnet. My keys still smell like standing water, but at least I have them back! (And the clicker still works!)
My name is Dexter and I was so upset about dropping the keys that I gave myself a nose bleed - again.
(This picture was taken at Yosemite and has absolutely no correlation to the subject at hand, except to say that I guess he could have dropped the keys in a much worse location.)
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Oh, Dexter. I love you. Where were you? What drain?
Mom
It was yesterday, at the school, when we were picking up Bea. When Dex saw the look on my face, he started crying and gave himself a nose bleed, and Bea started crying because she didn't know how we were going to get home. (Nevermind we live within walking distance to the school.) :) It was quite stressful, but now that I'm on this side of the situation, I can look back and see how comical it was.
I told the principal she needed to give the janitor a raise.
with an innocent grin like that, im sure murder could be next on his list. too cute, funny and frustrating all at the same time.
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