The other night the kids called me in a panic – “Barnie’s stuck! Barnie’s stuck! Hurry, mom – Barnie is stuck and can’t get out!”
Stuck where and in what, I had no idea, but after the infamous dryer incident, I wasn’t going to take any chances.
I raced to the source of the yelling.
I found Barnie. Realizing he wasn’t in imminent danger (this time), I grabbed the camera to document. The kids were still unsure though, and thought I should begin the extraction process immediately. Barnie just sighed.
I am glad Barnie still puts up with us…