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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I have plenty of raisins and a spoon.
Love that stuff. Raw or baked. It doesn't matter.
Less temptation that way!
xo
At least when it's Girl Scout time, I limit myself to only one box a year...which is SO hard since for $3.50 it disappears within two hours! :)
Thanks for stopping by my blog.
When are you popping over this way?!!
School kids here are NOT allowed to sell things door to door.... good job really, or I would be buying the lot LOL
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"pumping stations"
And I didn't think anyone would notice those.
can't wait..
I'm one of Wendster’s daughters “Squeakers”. Thought I'd stop by and say hi!
But I also MUST add that I love your header. The writing in the dust is cool! I wish I had a lot of dust to do that. =/ lol
How have you been? You are a good woman. I prefer not to buy fundraising food items that need to be cooked. The poor seller has to keep the items frozen, and the buyer needs to be careful as well. Sometimes, when kids try to sell me stuff at school, I offer a donation instead of making a purchase.