Dust under your furniture before you move the couch.
I knew there were dust bunnies the size of dinosaurs under my couch. The pair of fuzzy slippers and complete set of Spiderman dominoes didn't surprise me. Basically, I was shocked to find Jimmy Hoffa's body not under my couch.
When Dave and I picked up the couch to rearrange our living room, a streak of blue fuzz with a wagging whiplike appendage flashed under as we struggled to keep it from crashing down. Zack had spotted a two inch slice of rawhide and made a dash for it. Nevermind Zack cannot detect a 12 point buck wandering by our front door or a gaggle of religious zealots proclaiming that we're going to die tomorrow while parading down our driveway. But he can zero in on a minute piece of food.
To make matters worse, I cut my left pointy finger on a spring while holding the couch aloft and cannot knir nor typf.
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Hmmmm....that body just might be under my couch. I'll have to check on that and let ya know. :P
Hope your finger is feeling better soon so you can knit.
Hugs!
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