Der B and I just got back from a shopping trip. We're having to replace something the Dalmatian, Fletcher, broke.
What he broke was the toilet seat.
He's in the habit of getting nighttime slurps from the toilet. He sticks his nose under the seat, lifts it up, and drinks what he wants. Then he withdraws his head and BANG! the toilet seat comes down.
Well, he did it one time too many, and the seat cracked. For a while, der B and I tried to cope with the broken seat, but it pinched our... uh, thighs, that's it, it pinched our thighs. We toyed with the idea of using duct tape to work a repair, but in the end (remember, no groaning) getting a new seat won over.
Unfortunately, Home Depot was closed by the time we got going today. Hey, we were tired from yesterday's trip to Philly, we got going late. If Home Depot was closed, we figured Ames would be closed, too. That left us with... Super K Mart.
That place gives me the creeps. It's large and it's blindingly lit, and the workers there wander around like zombies. Still, they did have toilet seats. They had a wide variety of toilet seats.
They had white toilet seats. They had oak toilet seats. They had cheap plastic toilet seats like you find in gas station rest rooms. They had toilet seats with palm trees embroidered on the cover. In the end, we chose a padded toilet seat in a dusty shade of blue. I thought it kinda matched der Brucer's eyes.
He's installing the seat now. Hopefully, when Fletcher goes to get a drink tonight, and he will, the seat will fall down a little more quietly.