Sunday, September 26, 2010

An evening of excitement

I realized the cat had been MIA for about an hour, when she usually spends the evenings on the couch with me. I looked around a little and found her in the mudroom by her food, but she was not eating. (As usual). She was staring at the vacuum cleaner. Which is odd since the vacuum is her arch nemesis. I could not get her to budge. I even picked her up and she shot back over to the vacuum.

I figured she'd chased a spider under there, so I lifted up the side of it and saw nothing. I shook my head at Yuna's dumbness and went back to the living room.

Another hour and she was STILL staring at the vacuum. Finally I give up. I grab a flashlight and look under it. Something was definitely under there, but I could not make it out. So, I move my bike and some other things out of the way and tilt the vacuum on it's side. There it was. A mouse. I did what any rational adult should do. I shrieked and dropped the vacuum and ran aournd the apartment flailing my arms and screaming "ohmigodohmigodohmigodohmigodohmigodohmigodohmigodohmigodohmigodohmigod!!!!"

I had to do something. Bren was not home and the cat was now disinterested in her new furry friend. Stupid cat. So I went back in, broom in hand. I lifted the vacuum and it ran behind the wooden shelves I have in there.

After a lot of moving things and screaming when it moved and jumping on chairs, I finally got it this far:



And thus he sits, waiting for my manly man to come home and rescue me from my girly terror.

The cat? She's sleeping in the dining room. Worthless cat.

2 comments:

  1. LOL!!! I can picture this event completely! I used to live in a little farm house in the middle of a walnut orchard and our dogs would trap RATS! in the garage. We also would sometimes get a mouse that would get inside the house and dart around. I hate those little vermin.

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  2. The funniest part is me on a chair with a bowl in one hand and a broom in the other literally throwing the bowl at the mouse and screaming. LOL. I don't consider myself girly, but I sure can get that way when it comes to vermin and insects.

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