Chapter 3 part 11

Manny grabbed the green foam bag, Jellica straightened her dress, and the two of them disappeared quickly back up the alley in the opposite direction of the troopers. Glug may have been a slow thinker, but his eye could see and record everything. Dumb I am, but not blind! He saw the two lovers run out of sight with a bag full of green foam that Jaka had planted in the street. Glug klunked his way to Peety reporting that the green foam bag was gone. Peety was elated at the news. Good that should keep them away for a couple days, at least until Jaka gets back. Here, Glug, put this shelf back up.

The two spent the rest of the day and night nailing the shelf boards back up on the wall, arranging the tools on the shelves, and generally tidying up the place. Glug was particularly good at taking out the remainder of the garbage. Peety had a special talent of taking pictures of every little detail and refering to those pictures. Some odd thing in his processor allowed to him to photograph. Sometimes though he would put all his energy into taking the perfect picture he would fall on himself. Blurry pics would not do, so he would pick himself up again and start over, only to fall again, sometimes. Yet, when in a hurry blurry pics can sometimes reveal the whole picture. In this instance, Peety had a lot of blurry pics to work off of. Thus he was able to put the shop in the exact order it was before the troopers came.... sort of.

Satisfied with their work, Peety suggested that the two of them shut down for the evening. Glug didn't want to because it was actually morning. Peety argued that since they had been working all this time with no sleep it was technically evening. Glug argued that since the sun was up..... well, the arguments went on for awhile until Peety told Glug to shut up.

But it's my turn to argue.
Shut up Glug.
But I want to argue, this is fun.
For the last time keep absolutely silent Glug, I hear something.
Yeah, me arguing.

Then Glug heard it, too. He fell silent as a snowflake, whatever that was. A clanging banging noise, like someone hitting the sides of the buildings with a very large metal stick. Only it seemed to be in the distance. The two didn't know what to do, but their orders were not to let anyone see the stuff in the shop. Jaka was persistant that if something bad should happen the two must run and hide, leaving the shop in disarray. Thank the force Peety knew what disarray meant. So, after a long night of putting everything back in order, he started tossing everything about again. Glug klunked his way out the back door for the garbage he just threw out. His good eye, however, saw that the banging was a couple of AT-AT's making their way across the desert, searching for that droid, no doubt.

HAPPY EASTER!

A friend of mine sent me an email advisory titled "Beware of Theft Identity on Easter". I am posting that warning here:

The kitten is a spitting image of our beloved Tribble (RIP little friend).

HAPPY EASTER, EVERYBODY!

Jawa Jaka

Under the Category "Other"

AL is finally in his new room, even though it's not quite finished yet. He's now standing on nice foam padding, feeling oh so luxurious under his feet! Since I'm still concentrating all my effort on the house and not on poor AL, I'm filling up my blog with some very interesting tidbits. Like this one:

A pair of deer peers through a drive-in liquor store window Friday, March 27, 2009 in Medicine Bow, Wyo. (AP Photo/Laramie Boomerang, Alison Simpson)

Must be a good place! Anyone want to meet me there? LOL

Until next time,

Jawa Jaka