This is how my pool looked the last friday... almost deflated.
The culprit?
One of this...
My grandma was in the kitchen and she saw him pecking the pool.
She went to the patio to make him go away... but the damage was done. When my mom came from work, and my grandma told her about my pool... she was not happy.
Then she thought that she needed to buy another one for me but this time it would be better to get one of those made of hard plastic.
Yesterday morning she and my grandma went to look for it. They spent all the morning going to lots of stores without finding it.
It was time for lunch so they came back. My grandma was cooking and she needed some bread. My mom went to a supermarket that is 14 blocks away from our house. When she was there, she saw the pool she had been looking for! She bought the bread... and the pool. When she was in the parking lot... she knew the pool was too big to bring it home in her car... Yes... she walked the 14 blocks... with the pool on her shoulder... at 2pm... and with a temp of 11o degrees. I wish you could see her face when she got here... and to make it worse... she had to go back, walking the 14 blocks again to pick up her car....
Now the second part of the story...
The pool is to high for me. I am not very good jumping. My mom cut it to make easier for me to come in and come out of it...
Here I am inspecting it...
And my face says what I think of this new pool!
Sorry mom. I don't like it...
Have a good night
Besos
Lorenza