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Hearing Things
The mouse business began last month when a bad aroma began to annoy me. I nervously checked the compost crock and the garbage can and even peeked in the oven to see if a piece of meat had been left to die there. My nose finally led me under the sink to a forgotten mouse trap. Sure enough, there was a little furry creature ripening under the hot water pipe. Gag me. The snare and its little feast of long dried up peanut butter had been prepared several month previous; set by WR in response to my reminders (nagging) that we needed to be prepared for the winter mouse invasion. I'd left the primed trap alone, acknowledging each time I noticed it with careful avoidance. After our catch, we were once again aware that the field mice had found shelter under the house. And, that at least one had squeezed through the small opening around the kitchen pipes into the warm cabinet under the sink. WR set another trap with fresh peanut butter. Now I am paranoid. I keep hearing things: Paper...

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Annie
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Happy WW!
Loved, loved your grandparent-granddaughter conversations below!!! So adorable!!!
Love the blue contrast, must've been a beautiful day!
Mine was a lucky catch with the cat :)
Happy WW!
They all end up in rehab.
And no no no I won't go to rehab..hahahaha
Plus...i can never get a decent bird shot to save my life. ugh *L*
I just caught up on your blog again. SO enjoyable. Curlymop and Buttercup sound so genuine. I wonder what Curlymop expected to find in the cup? A fan?
And as for your bucket list, WOW. I would enjoy doing all of those, EVEN the storm chasing. I LOVE watching storms, especially thunder and lightning. As long as they let me wear a diaper while we are chasing tornadoes, I'm cool. Aurora Borealis is the love of my life! I saw the northern lights in Yellowstone when the power went out at a youth dance and we all went into the parking lot and there they were. Incredible! I've wanted to go see them up close ever since. My island choice is Bora Bora. A friend was from there and she says the sand is SO white that if she put it in the sugar bowl you WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO TELL THE DIFFERENCE. Her boss didn't believe her so she replaced his sugar with bora bora sand and fooled the whole office. ha! The whale one would be cool, but for me would be replaced by the galapagos islands so I could see my friends the tortoises. The giant ones.
OK. This comment is WAY too long and don't I know it? yes I do. Love your blog, as per usual!
umm, birds of prey are my favorite birds....hint hint
well, we are under a couple inches of ice, I think Ill scatter some sweetfeed (horsefeed that Freddie eats) for the little birdies here in the Res, they are starving.
Always an education here at your place, PamelaJamela.
Great photo.
Yeah. That's right. It's the camera's fault.