Out of thin air

A few days ago I wrote about the objects that go missing for a bit and then reappear. Well, now she's apparently giving me things that didn't exist previously. (Or she's been super sneaky about taking them in the first place.)

My naturopath has me taking an herbal supplement when I first wake up in the morning to try to tame my perpetually active sinuses. They've been working pretty well, though I'm not completely sold on them. Yesterday, I realized I must be running out soon, so I emptied the bottle and counted the pills. It wasn't hard. One and a half remained. I put them back in the bottle and made a note to myself to call about getting more. And then I went back and forth on it all day. Should I go without for a few days to see if I notice a difference? Were they really helping all that much? I didn't come to any firm conclusions.

In the afternoon, I walked into the bedroom to fetch my iPad, and I glanced at the bed. On the comforter, about six inches from Sandy's pillow, was a pill. One of the pills I'd been counting that morning. Except that there were still one and a half pills in the bottle. So now I had two and a half pills.

I tried to come up with any logical explanation for the pill's appearance. Had I dropped one and the cats played with it? Possibly, but they tend to play with such things on the floor; they wouldn't carry it up onto the bed. (It's not soft and cuddly like a sock, glove, or hat, all of which do find their way onto the bed frequently.) Maybe I'd not seen it come out of the bottle when I counted them earlier; I was in bed, after all. But I dumped them onto the sheet. If one fell there, it would have been covered by the comforter when I made the bed, not resting atop it.

She's a funster. This picture keeps coming up in my slideshow
screensavers. I assume it's less about Paris (which is where
this was taken in 2001), and more about the expression on her face.

I concluded that Sandy had been the bearer of the pill. But that didn't answer all the questions: had she taken it from the pill bottle earlier and returned it to me when she realized I was running low? Had she somehow come up with an extra pill and wanted to nudge me to take them? Was she just saying hi?

She never was subtle and she's still not, but now her communication can be much more opaque than it used to be. And I feel like I'm taking an immersion language course without much in the way of learning aids.