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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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Thanks for playing :)
A little bit every day too - that helps take the sting out of the daily frustrations and troubles.
:) Thank you.
I'm so shocked to be able to get in your comments feel like I should comment on previous posts as well! "Leaving" captured some of the melancholy of autumn. And I understand how you feel about taking care of family members when it's only going to be a temporary solution. I enjoyed reading about your old family album. What a treasure. I have only one photo of my grandfather whom I admire a lot. I study his face and think about the man he may have been since I never knew him.
I hope your Thanksgiving holiday is just the way you like it, Pamela.
Buttercups teeth knocked me out! hee hee hee
If I had to list only ONE thing I'm thankful for, it would be my health.
Without it, I couldn't enjoy much else.
May you and yours have a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Hugs and blessings,
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Gattina should have got this WV "gating"