Yesterday Brian and I rearranged the furniture in our bedroom to make room for the crib. We had to transfer a small wooden bookshelf downstairs so I was searching the house for dusting spray. I finally found a can of Pledge sitting on the bookshelves in the hallway. I had the rag already in hand, I sprayed the rag, put the cleaner back where I found it, and dusted down the bookshelves.
Here’s the catch: the hallway has wooden floors.
Apparently enough Pledge had landed on the hardwood to super slippery polish that one section of hallway.
Brian was plugging in the vacuum cleaner at the end of the hall to vacuum our room, and Remus was facing away from him, standing in the hallway, sniffing the bookshelves where the Pledge was sitting. I was in the kitchen at the other end of the hall. Brian, who wants Remus to move, flicks the cord so it taps Remus’s rump. Remus startles, scrambles, and slip and slides down the hall like he’s on rollerskates until he catches traction on a rug and just barely keeps himself from literally nosediving. He turns around and looks at Brian in complete bewilderment while Brian and I struggle to stop laughing.
Poor Remus, no wonder he’s scared of his own shadow, the floors themselves betray him!