Caramel flung a mouse in a trap at me this morning
because he was trying to dislodge the little beast from the trap.
His plan didn't work and my Animal control officer had to wake up early to save me.
Caramel, I love you baby, but that's just not how I roll.
5 comments:
At least the mouse in the trap was dead. One time I caught a mouse in a trap and it just caught the leg. It was moving around and I was so freaked. My husband took care of it; but I felt so guilty. So we used Decon next time. The mouse died on the kitchen floor, and our 5 year old son found it. He said "That poor mouse ate the bad stuff you put out, Mom." I have got so much bad karma built up.
Melody, hahaha - good thing Karma isn't part of our theology. Whew!!
hahaha
Yeah, the "karma" bit was tongue-in-cheek". (But I hope there's no mice in purgatory!)
I knew you were kidding and I thought you were funny.
I hope there aren't any snakes where I go. That would mean that I went to "you know where!"
Love the photo!
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