The Little Rascal

The husband wondered last Friday why the bottled drinks in the refrigerator suddenly got iced.  He checked the temperature dial and there he saw that it was adjusted to almost a whole turn past the maximum gauge.  It was a mystery to us why and who could have done it.  The day before that, I just corrected and turned the knob to the min level (after it was set to number 3).  We initially concluded that it was Yayie who could have erroneously adjusted it since I remember her asking that day how to turn it off so she could clean it.  I told her that it’s a no frost ref so there’s no need to defrost it and that I’d just be the one to take care of the cleaning.  Then, past forward to today, I noticed Asher opened the ref a while ago and he was seemingly reaching out for something at the farthest end of the ref then he closed it.  I immediately checked what could he be trying to get and lo and behold, I saw that the dial was set again at number 3.  It’s as if I just caught a sneaky rat.  I immediately told the husband and all he could exclaim was “Ohhh Asher tsk tsk!”.  It seems that we have to brace ourselves for his all other upcoming rascality. I just hope that he will spare our copper farmhouse sinks, the TV and all other stuff here at home.

Paul and I are already anticipating a higher electricity bill this month.  Thanks for the mischief little Asher!