Loved your laugh. I did see it. They just didn't wait long enough(o: My little granddaughter that was 2 at the time, was feeding seagulls bread.... but they would't let her get close enough.... so she kept yelling, "Come on Guys!" and chasing them while I laughed my head off.
Do we have WT to thank for all those clips being available? I've just watched the whole lot, very entertaining... Momma was a pretty HOT chick when the girls were young!!!!! not that she isn't hot now mind you.
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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My little granddaughter that was 2 at the time, was feeding seagulls bread.... but they would't let her get close enough.... so she kept yelling, "Come on Guys!" and chasing them while I laughed my head off.
Any of them poop on you?