@Izzie,
ok... so... Murphy comes in mewing "Mom, looooooky here" - I see the tail of wee mooouse - then normally the drill is, grab the kitty by scruff of neck whilst being growled at by the cat "yyyyyyoo villl not get mew dinner" between clenched jaws - however, this time, Murphy went - "nah Mom, this ones for you" and promptly dropped Michaela mouse- at which stage she promptly ran as fas as he could scurry into the music room and under the bookcase with an air of "nyah nyah na nyah na" as she looked up lovingly at me. Then, sheesh, they're quick critters - she ran out and under the piano before i could box her. I think she was looking for Penny form the USwho is visiting from the US! She was no help (but then quite rightly, she is a hand puppet).
So it took days of 2 dawgs and 2 kitties on patrol taking watch over the piano for HOURS, whine whine whine. I half expected the little girlie mouse to come out riding on a motorcyle with Steve McQueen. The cats and dawgs staked him out. Evenutally, could not take the whining Maddie, and growling Kitty cat, no longer and had to venture in to the 8 legged devils pit commonly known as the gargage, go through boxes and find the mice traps and find some goodies to tempt the little lady.
Set one up under the piano pedal with dog food in and one up with pizza and chocolate under the bottom of the change. (was informed the mouse would NOT eat dog food - HA! so wrong!!!!) So, clever mouse somehow managed to open and remove the lid off the pizza and chocolate trap, promptly snaffling it...as it would....
not too clear, but you can see what's she's doing Practical gal a?)
lifts the lid... climbs up and over
(mind this mouse if teeeeny tiny ) and i watched in competely bemusement... so fI ixed the trap and wedged into under a chair (not a clue, as you can tell, what was I doing until 2am in the morning - I will catch this mouse is all I could think. Ah sheesh tho, she was awful cute, cheeky too.
she managed to LIFT the lid of.....
Finally, had to go to bed falling down <cough slputter knackered.> Came down in the morning after having to move the furniture to close the doors to the music room so swhe as locked in and the animals would quit whining whilst looking for their aperetif.... and lo and behold in the morining...
RESULT
safe and sound and opened the box for maybe half a second when i got her ouside and locked the kitties in - and he was born free. Oh my.
Kitties brought two more in tonite - not so lucky, so fish food I'm afraid and lobbed into river. Sorry. Do what ya can a?
and that was the ship's bedtime story before I start to post ridiculous messages to unsuspecting folk who dont know me and must think me a complete plonker. Oh well. One tries... not to be a plonker, but this potion, as you know, loosen my gush side and my spellling deteriorates beyond recongnition.
Sooooooooooooooooooo
Nite nite my darlings. Glad y'all have had lovely days in the US and ..... look out, Christmas is coming (oh my)
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oh... one other quick thing... today, whilst talking it came out that when I have surgery, as I've always said, I can deal with that to a point - it has a positive (supposedly) outcome, it happens for a reason, there is a result at the end, it's done to enhance life......usually, make quality of life better...
being ill serves no purpose other than to make you feel rubbish and there's nothing at the end of it except... chronic fatigue, do I have a job, don't I have a job and the length it takes someone like me to get over an illness with the meds I take. Pretty much, nuisance value, serves no blooming pupose at all and with nothing an the end of it - except some worries. Surgery has a postive outcome. Illness... is just ... UGH - makes you feel terrible and you can be punished for it by a policy. Ho Hum.
OK -needed to put that out there, not very eloquently at this time of night, but it's worth saying in case it may ever make a difference to someone else.
OK... nitey nite... enjoy your evenings...afternoon, mornings - Lovin' ya'll. xxxxxx
(I must try not to post now - I am ridiculously random and make a total ar$e of myself and to others who don't know me so well - sorry - I am harmless - if illegible late at nite - ok.... think I just repeated myself - DOH)
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Love you crew - you're the very best. Get well soon TC and chin up Tulip. xxxxxxxxxxx