New Level - House of Horrors
New Level - House of Horrors
I found a purpose for majic's ... magic box... if it does not work I left a couple of extra boxes for u.... hehee....
carolyn
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ThePreciousOne
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ThePreciousOne
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It seems the "magic" boxes only appear when you push the wooden box into the water on the left side of the opening to the Kabooms. THEN, I discovered something else by accident - if you go to the far left side of the Kaboom room, there's an invisible box that, if you push back and forth, will make the box in the water to the opening go back & forth (underwater, yet!). However, that didn't happen every time! More WEIRD stuff! Anyway, fun level; my biggest problem were those darned ghosts again! They always make me mad. They just do what they darned well please!! But, I was finally able to trick the little dickens and finish! 
Majicaleetarina
Yes majic, I seen that too... strange huh??.... I also found that sometimes the kabooms will blow the magic box up when they blow up... but the invisible box in the water will still be there...
Knowing u tho majic, u will find a way to use the appearing and disappering box in some level... haha.... ... I am looking forward to it....
I have also found that when there are no walls on a side.. is when u can get the magic box... but u knew that didn't u majic??....
Knowing u tho majic, u will find a way to use the appearing and disappering box in some level... haha....
... I am looking forward to it....I have also found that when there are no walls on a side.. is when u can get the magic box... but u knew that didn't u majic??....
carolyn
Carolyn,
This is one terrific level, fun in each section. You are really making some good ones...are you eating peanut butter like Majic does for brain food?
I also think you are a dog lover...
I didn't find the invisible box, but then, I didn't see it in the 1st level Majic made...I did find the glitch on the left side in the Kaboom room.
I think we need a ghost buster, no controling those, trap them.... or else.
ol'gramma
Carolyn
This is one terrific level, fun in each section. You are really making some good ones...are you eating peanut butter like Majic does for brain food?
I also think you are a dog lover...
I didn't find the invisible box, but then, I didn't see it in the 1st level Majic made...I did find the glitch on the left side in the Kaboom room.
I think we need a ghost buster, no controling those, trap them.... or else.
ol'gramma
Carolyn
hi ol gramma...
Hehee... the glitch .. was the invisible box.... haha....
And yes.. I am dog lover... I have a little yorkie, that is smaller than most cats she weights only 6 lbs... Her name is Malachi and she is worth more than a million dollars to me... I love all animals tho.... But..... I believe some animals should stay in the wild and enjoyed... not make into 'house pets'.... which some people try to do... It never really works....
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Hehee... the glitch .. was the invisible box.... haha....
And yes.. I am dog lover... I have a little yorkie, that is smaller than most cats she weights only 6 lbs... Her name is Malachi and she is worth more than a million dollars to me... I love all animals tho.... But..... I believe some animals should stay in the wild and enjoyed... not make into 'house pets'.... which some people try to do... It never really works....
...carolyn
Wow, a great level
This was one of the most enjoyable levels I've played.
And I was actually able to finish it!!!! (Eventually).
Maybe one of these days I'll try making a level..........
HBH
And I was actually able to finish it!!!! (Eventually).
Maybe one of these days I'll try making a level..........
HBH
Carolyn, I was reading thru this thread and saw that you said you have a Yorkie, so I just had to tell you how I envy you! I love Yorkies, and have had two. My first Yorkie, Maggie Mae, died in a house fire -- I was not home at the time, but a terrific fireman tried very hard to save her, even gave her mouth to mouth but to no avail. I cried over that little dog for years, and tears still come to my eyes while typing this, although she died more than 25 years ago.
My second Yorkie, Binky, lived to be 13 and died of heart failure about 5 years ago. I'm still mourning her -- she is in my dreams frequently, running along at my side (well, at my ankle!) I can't have another Yorkie right now because we've recently sold our house and we're renting a house where the owner won't let me have pets. Every time I see a Yorkie on the street I start up a conversation with its person so I can get some pet-time with the dog. I hope your little one is with you for a long time. Yorkies are very special little creatures.
My second Yorkie, Binky, lived to be 13 and died of heart failure about 5 years ago. I'm still mourning her -- she is in my dreams frequently, running along at my side (well, at my ankle!) I can't have another Yorkie right now because we've recently sold our house and we're renting a house where the owner won't let me have pets. Every time I see a Yorkie on the street I start up a conversation with its person so I can get some pet-time with the dog. I hope your little one is with you for a long time. Yorkies are very special little creatures.
Thanks Dianna... I got my little yorkie, Malachi, when she was 12 weeks old and she turned 9 years old last January... I do not know what I would do if something happened to her... she follows me where ever I go... and when I am in here at the computer, she is in her little bed rite by my chair... She has to be in what ever room I am in...
That was such sad stories about ure 2 yorkies... Ohh the fire story brought tears to my eyes... God, that must of been so awful... I don't even want to think about it... Bless ure heart Dianna... I hope someday u are able to get another yorkie to love...
That was such sad stories about ure 2 yorkies... Ohh the fire story brought tears to my eyes... God, that must of been so awful... I don't even want to think about it... Bless ure heart Dianna... I hope someday u are able to get another yorkie to love...
carolyn
I do plan to get another Yorkie just as soon as I can, Carolyn. I miss my dogs every day. Someone gave me a little stuffed Yorkie toy, but I had to put it in the closet because I couldn't stand to see it sitting on my bed. It's a little toy named Sparkle, designed after Gilda Radnor's Yorkie, and it's just too realistic and it makes me too sad.
I am very much a pet person. I am always amazed when I hear about someone who had a pet but then moved somewhere where the pet couldn't live so they got rid of it. My husband always joked that when we moved to LA we had to buy a huge house because my 5-pound dog needed the house! If it weren't for the dog, we probably would have rented for awhile and looked around a bit, but that wouldn't have worked for Binky.
I know there are folks who think I get a bit TOO attached to pets. When Maggie Mae died, although I wasn't home my husband arrived just in time to see the fireman trying to save her. He was actually afraid to tell me what had happened -- not that the house and everything in it had burned down, that really didn't faze me 'cause it's just stuff -- but he was terrified to tell me about Maggie Mae because he thought I would completely fall apart, and he was right!
I'm picturing you right now with little Malachi sitting at your feet, and it's a very sweet image. I hope she lives a very long and healthy life so she can give you lots of love for years to come.
I am very much a pet person. I am always amazed when I hear about someone who had a pet but then moved somewhere where the pet couldn't live so they got rid of it. My husband always joked that when we moved to LA we had to buy a huge house because my 5-pound dog needed the house! If it weren't for the dog, we probably would have rented for awhile and looked around a bit, but that wouldn't have worked for Binky.
I know there are folks who think I get a bit TOO attached to pets. When Maggie Mae died, although I wasn't home my husband arrived just in time to see the fireman trying to save her. He was actually afraid to tell me what had happened -- not that the house and everything in it had burned down, that really didn't faze me 'cause it's just stuff -- but he was terrified to tell me about Maggie Mae because he thought I would completely fall apart, and he was right!
I'm picturing you right now with little Malachi sitting at your feet, and it's a very sweet image. I hope she lives a very long and healthy life so she can give you lots of love for years to come.
Oh Dianne, how tragic!
That is my worst nightmare about leaving the cats alone in the apartment during the day, or when we go away. If we are only going for a couple of days, my sister and her husband take it in turns to stop by to visit my "boys", otherwise, they get to go to "Nana's" house. The oldest one gets to go outside to play in the trees, but the youngest one has never been outside, and I'm scared that he'd get lost, or try and make friends with a coyote or something
. Skeeter's actually scared of my mother's house, to the point he peed himself the last time we took him out there. 
I have never known a cat to pee himself when scared! Raymon (the oldest one) lets us know when he's really angry at one of us by peeing on Ted's dirty clothes , and Skeeter pretends to spray when "daddy's" been picking on him, but I was in absolute shock that he peed in his carrier!
What a mess, the poor thing had it all over his fur, so to make his nightmare even worse, I had to give him a bath and then deserted him for 2 weeks. Mom said he only came out from under the couch twice the whole time I was gone,and the second time he was startled by a mouse that mom had been trying to catch! Although she did get a chuckle and a half when friends of hers stopped by for a visit. When the husband sat down on the sofa, it hissed and growled at him so loudly, mom thought he was going to go through the roof! Poor guy still checks under the couch before he sits down.
I know exactly what you mean when people say that you get too attached to pets. I was so broken up on our first week long holiday that I actually called home to check on the boys. I also drove Ted nuts...everyday, at least once an hour, I would sigh deeply and say "I miss my boys!"
I got smart the last time we were gone for more than a couple of days, I took their photos with me and put them on the sunvisor of the car so I could see them everyday. Still missed them dreadfully, and even made a phone call from New York on the pretense that I wanted mom to know we missed the big storm that was battering Maine the day we drove through...she put the phone under the couch so Skeeter would hear my voice. All I heard was a snuffle, then suddenly I was in tears, on a train full of commuters heading to Manhatten! Ted wouldn't let me use the cell phone after that!
That is my worst nightmare about leaving the cats alone in the apartment during the day, or when we go away. If we are only going for a couple of days, my sister and her husband take it in turns to stop by to visit my "boys", otherwise, they get to go to "Nana's" house. The oldest one gets to go outside to play in the trees, but the youngest one has never been outside, and I'm scared that he'd get lost, or try and make friends with a coyote or something
. Skeeter's actually scared of my mother's house, to the point he peed himself the last time we took him out there. I have never known a cat to pee himself when scared! Raymon (the oldest one) lets us know when he's really angry at one of us by peeing on Ted's dirty clothes , and Skeeter pretends to spray when "daddy's" been picking on him, but I was in absolute shock that he peed in his carrier! What a mess, the poor thing had it all over his fur, so to make his nightmare even worse, I had to give him a bath and then deserted him for 2 weeks. Mom said he only came out from under the couch twice the whole time I was gone,and the second time he was startled by a mouse that mom had been trying to catch!
Although she did get a chuckle and a half when friends of hers stopped by for a visit. When the husband sat down on the sofa, it hissed and growled at him so loudly, mom thought he was going to go through the roof! Poor guy still checks under the couch before he sits down.I know exactly what you mean when people say that you get too attached to pets. I was so broken up on our first week long holiday that I actually called home to check on the boys. I also drove Ted nuts...everyday, at least once an hour, I would sigh deeply and say "I miss my boys!"
I got smart the last time we were gone for more than a couple of days, I took their photos with me and put them on the sunvisor of the car so I could see them everyday.
Still missed them dreadfully, and even made a phone call from New York on the pretense that I wanted mom to know we missed the big storm that was battering Maine the day we drove through...she put the phone under the couch so Skeeter would hear my voice. All I heard was a snuffle, then suddenly I was in tears, on a train full of commuters heading to Manhatten! Ted wouldn't let me use the cell phone after that! I'm not as think as you drunk I am...*Hic*
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Poor Skeeter! That sounds really traumatic, first peeing yourself, then having to get a BATH, then being left!
It is interesting how expressive animals can be when they want to let you know they are mad at you, isn't it? Raymon pees on Ted's clothes! I used to take Binky on vacations with me, which is not easy since many hotels are not all that accommodating when it comes to animals. And then, even when I would find a pet-friendly place, what do you do it you want to go out somewhere the pet can't go, like to dinner? I was never comfortable leaving her alone in the room.
On her last vacation, we went camping in Yosemite in an RV, which I thought would be a great dog vacation. Unfortunately, while hiking on a trail, she drank some water from a puddle and got Giardia, an intestinal bug, so now I had a Yorkie with serious diarrhea. We had to drive about 40 miles down a windy mountain road in that RV to take her to the closest vet we could find, and then I had to give her a bath about every 10 minutes for the next couple of days!
After that, I decided she was better off at home, so I got her a very nice doggie sitter who would come in twice a day, feed her, play with her and take her for walks. I thought it would be great, but she saw it differently. When I got home, she wouldn't look at me for nearly a whole day, she would just keep turning her head and sitting with her back to me. Not only that, I had left some of my sweatshirts in a pile for her to snuggle in, and she chewed the neck out of each one of them! How expressive!
It is interesting how expressive animals can be when they want to let you know they are mad at you, isn't it? Raymon pees on Ted's clothes! I used to take Binky on vacations with me, which is not easy since many hotels are not all that accommodating when it comes to animals. And then, even when I would find a pet-friendly place, what do you do it you want to go out somewhere the pet can't go, like to dinner? I was never comfortable leaving her alone in the room.
On her last vacation, we went camping in Yosemite in an RV, which I thought would be a great dog vacation. Unfortunately, while hiking on a trail, she drank some water from a puddle and got Giardia, an intestinal bug, so now I had a Yorkie with serious diarrhea. We had to drive about 40 miles down a windy mountain road in that RV to take her to the closest vet we could find, and then I had to give her a bath about every 10 minutes for the next couple of days!
After that, I decided she was better off at home, so I got her a very nice doggie sitter who would come in twice a day, feed her, play with her and take her for walks. I thought it would be great, but she saw it differently. When I got home, she wouldn't look at me for nearly a whole day, she would just keep turning her head and sitting with her back to me. Not only that, I had left some of my sweatshirts in a pile for her to snuggle in, and she chewed the neck out of each one of them! How expressive!