I apparently scared Tyson this morning.
Was setting up mom’s pills and emptied one bottle and did a Samurai voice ZAR-R-R-R-R-R-R-RALLLLLLLTOOOOOOHHHHH while looking for the new bottle.
ZAR-R-R-R-R-R-R-RALLLLLLLTOOOOOOHHHHH!
Ratboy reported from the next room that it sounded like a Sasquatch Samurai call. I was trying for Samurai, or maybe Klingon.
ZAR-R-R-R-R-R-R-RALLLLLLLTOOOOOOHHHHH!
Tyson’s keeping a close eye on me...
Maybe Tyson isn’t the one who needs a thundershirt....