A seal in the Chimney.. and other events of the day

It's been a strange 24 hours.

Last night the smoke detectors decided to start going off about every 15 minutes. No smoke, no carbon monoxide.. think someone (thing) has a cruel sense of humor. I say this because my Chasey (cutest pup in the history of ever) HATES (and I can't emphasize that enough) the smoke alarm chirpping noise. That's not to say that anyone actually likes that noise - but she pretty much spazzes. So imagine me toting around a heavy-ass ladder around the house about midnight yanking down smoke detectors and almost wishing the house really was burning down so it would explain the damn chirpping. Steve and I replaced all the batteries and plugged them back in this afternoon. Just don't understand why the things only decide to let you know they are dying in the middle of the dang night.

Apparently - some sort of seal lives in my chimney. I'm not sure when he moved in (assuming he's male) but he's been doing that funky seal barking thing all afternoon... OK, I'm not completely stupid and I really do know tht a marine animal isn't really living above my fireplace. The challenge is that about 1/hour all afternoon/evening there's a goofy ass noise that really does sound like a seal. Checked outside, all over the house, and every place I could think of in between. Since I'm not satisfied not knowing that the hell it is - I'm calling is a seal and his name is Larry. He fell out of an airplane as it passed over Frisco on the way to DFW for final delivery at the zoo. If you see a news report on this tomorrow - just let them know that Larry is fine, he loves his new mother, and he thinks the Rangers are going all the way this year.

Oddest thing of the day... when I get home from work, there's Steve standing in the backyard washing windows. For those of you that just fainted.. pick yourselves back up and shake the haze out of your head. You read that right... he was washing the windows. I was expecting something like "hanging on the couch and playing poker" or "taking a nap with his pups" or even "watching porn in the middle of the afternoon". Not that he's lazy (he isn't). Just we're the kind of couple that hires that crap done and only after getting fliers on the front door reminding us that people do that kind of thing. I mean really.. who washes their windows? Apparently - we do. So, three windows later...the energy and enthusiam sort of dried up. At a rate of 3 windows every 18 months, we'll be done with them in just over 7 years. Sweet! (It boiled down to the fact that I think he just got a hard pain to own a squeegie. Even though that's not a power tool.. there's apparently still an attraction.)

Anyways.. in the scheme of things.. it's been an eventful (if not overly interesting) last 24 hours. I may not have new interesting hobbies in my life yet - but I do have a new pet. (Hi Larry!)