U.F.O. Sightings

Last Thursday, Orange-X came home from work with a parcel under his arm.

"What's that?", I asked.

"You'll see. Just give me a second.", he replied.

He dropped his laptop bag in the home office, took off his coat and proceeded to unpack the mystery box. The object revealed itself.

Me: A mini remote-controlled helicopter??

O-X: Yes! Isn’t it cute? I ordered it back in November last year.

Me: (rolling eyes) Oh. Yeah, sure…. But what are you going to do with it?

O-X: (wide grin) Put in batteries, charge the chopper and let it fly, of course.

Me: Let it fly where?

O-X: Well, in the house. It’s for indoor use only, you know.

Me: Oh… Uhm. Great. I’m not sure that Dale will be fascinated by a mini ‘copter buzzing around his ears, though.

We didn’t have any batteries left, so I was kindly requested to get a few for the remote on my next trip to the grocery store. So yesterday evening, OrangeX finally decided to try out his new toy.

The first attempts were not very successful. The mini-helicopter just spun around on its own axel without leaving the floor. After a while, Orange managed to keep it steady enough to take off. It did, however, bounce numerous times against the walls and/or the ceiling. The buzzing sound and blinking blue light almost drove me nuts. Not to mention poor Dale who was hiding behind the sofa, terrified and hissing. I finally decided to relieve him of his misery and let him out on the terrace in the rain (Dale, not O-X) from where he could still follow the action in all security behind the patio door.

A terrified kitty

Nevertheless, I felt it was my duty to play along and at least take a few pictures. Sorry for the bad quality, but it’s quite a task to catch a U.F.O. (Uncontrolled Flying Object) twirling about the apartment without any known target (except maybe the photographer).

We have a liftoff!

O-ooh! Ready to crash-land on the sofa?

*sigh* This little-big boy will just never grow up! I guess that’s why I love him so much.