Lucky, is that You?

Lucky (well, not really) surfaces.

It turns out that I may have killed Lucky with kindness. If you remember the story so far, Lucky turned up missing after I cleaned his bowl last week. Water evaporates, so as the days go by, the water in the bowl goes down. After I clean the bowl, I fill it up right to the top. No fear of washing him out in the process, as he would have been hiding down in the bottom the the bowl. Later, he likes to come up to the highest level, where he doesn't get to go after evaporation.

Well, A is cleaning house this morning. I thought I would straighten up the office to help her out. And what I thought was a dried leaf was in fact Lucky. Some time after I cleaned the bowl he must have been froclicking at the top and flipped himself out. I still miss him, but am glad I didn't send him to an untimely death in the kitchen disposal.