Channeling My Inner Scarlett

Tuesday, June 16th 2009

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As promised, here is the rest of the story



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  • Yikes!! How did ever drive the car now knowing what kind of animal was laying wait for you? Traps maybe at night?


  • That is the funniest thing I’ve ever read! “Tell your friends!” Hahahahaha!


  • you poor thing


  • *scream like a girl*


  • I had a really hard time deciding if this was mouse poop…excuse me…. a southern lady never uses that word.. but I believe in calling a spade a spade… so poop it is. Oh yes… my other choice for the identification was a tick… like a deer tick… hence the deer. But a tick would not likely eat through a doggie bag… Here I fight the ticks. They don’t care at all for the dog.. she takes a pill that kills them and has that other ghastly expensive liquid stuff on too. But, the ticks love me… so far, just for transport. Every time I work out at the edge of the preserve to clear weeds or cut up the latest fallen limb… I find one on my person that night.

    Personally, I could deal with the poop easier than I could if it were a tick. As for putting cats out to catch the mice… if they are anything like mine… they would either run from the mouse or Willow might dunk it in her drinking water and put it in her food bowl… neither very effective methods of eradication. Good Luck.


  • Astrid

    Scarlett O’Hara or not, you couldn’t pay me to drive around with a mouse in my car!! YIKES!

    Well, now would be an awesome time deploy the kitties – preferably while you are not driving!



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