The Roku-TV conspiracy has been resolved.
Wednesday afternoon, Speckles circled around, seeking to distract me from the computer. I didn't respond.
He walked in front of the monitor and jumped to the TV stand, where he promptly sat on the Roku remote.
The TV turned on; the Roku home screen appeared.
I pulled the remote from under his cute little Manx butt and dropped it in a drawer. He's good at opening the kitchen cabinets but he's never opened a drawer. Yet.
Here's Speckles' "who me?" face.
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