This past weekend I traveled to Sydney, Cape Breton to visit some friends. I had a nice relaxing time, which promptly ended when I got back to Halifax.
See, I have a cat.
When I travel for more than 2 days I have a friend come in to make sure Spike is doing okay. In return I look after her cats if need be. Sometimes we play pranks on each other – one time she put “Breaking Dawn” amid my currently-reading book stash; one time I put a giant poster of “High School Musical” in her bathroom.
But this time she went above and beyond:
That was disconcerting enough, but then I started to find more and more pictures around my apartment.
So my excuse for not posting on Monday is because I was going through every book/DVD/room in my apartment on (what I have dubbed) the Worst. Scavenger Hunt. Ever.
Join in my misery under the break:
I’ve found 15/17 (or is it 18? – she can’t remember) so far. I had to get a few hints for the last 2, since I was running out of places to look. I suspect that I’ll clean out a closet in a year and find another picture.
But oh, my revenge will be sweet…