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  1. Josh the Baptist says:

    Oh my.

    Please god tell me this is just a metaphor.

  2. Michael says:


    It wasn’t a big chunk… 🙂

  3. John 20:29 says:

    Well… we used to hear stories of old people getting by on canned cat food when their S.S. funds ran out before the month did….. But…. ? Twas a good metaphor…. I think…. mebbe….

  4. John 20:29 says:

    P.S. I just remembered – a friend told of talking to her husband about the family budget at bedtime. As they turned in he remarked to their cat, “You’re going to have to start pulling your share of the load too.” He woke up to find a dead mouse in his shoe.
    Michael, promise me you know where to draw the line! LOL

  5. Michael says:


    I think that was my line… 🙂

  6. Xenia says:

    A few months ago there were suspicious crumbs on the counter and I blamed Mr. Noodles, the cat. Next morning there was a dead mouse on the table.

  7. Josh the Baptist says:

    Satchmo used to line ’em up at the front step. Neat lines. Equal spacing. He was OCD. All sorts of corpses. Mice, chipmunks, one day there was a decapitated rabbit about the same size as Satchmo.

    Michael, I never ate any of them 🙂

  8. John 20:29 says:

    Xenia, did the mouse leave those crumbs? Bravo Mr. Noodles… !

    Michael, “Affirm the good intended” amen – but “Bon Appetit?” ?

    loved reading a good truth, wrapped in a little humor today … A blessing, thank you

  9. Xenia says:

    Em, yep, it was the mouse, not the innocent Mr. Noodles.

    Actually, using “innocent” to refer to that dastardly cat is not something that happens too often.

    I told you all about the time he tied me to the chair?

  10. The New Victor says:

    I might need to get a cat. After 7 years of being mouse free, one… or two… got into the house through the back sliding door. Lily The Chihuahua is worthless. She lets the morning sparrows come steal her food, and the mice used to come from their burrows onto the patio and grab her kibble. I saw this a few times, me sitting there utterly still.

    I saw one scamper down the hallway in the day time. It went into the broom closet. Ha! I thought, Trapped! I opened the door to whap it and darn if those things can’t jump at least two feet in the air. I’m not scared of rodents (I used to have pet rats… tame ones), but that thing leaping up into my face caused me to instinctually draw back (I’d fail the gom-jabbar test). It ran under me into my small front bathroom. Ha! I thought, trapped again!. Same thing repeated. And there was enough of a gap between the door and the tile that it ran under the door after I thought I’d trapped myself with it. If it were filmed, it would go viral as a YouTube video. Part of me thought it was hilarious.

    In the past few months, I’ve seen mouse scat on the kitchen counters. I found some in my boy’s captain’s bed drawer in his room. I’ve seen it late at night scamper across the living room as I watched tv before bed. My daughter even saw it once in the kitchen.

    I’ve tried snap traps, but apparently it (they?) is too light to trigger (whereas it almost snapps off my fingers if I barely touch the set trap). The cheese or whatever disappears. I’ve tried the glue traps. Nothing. Pepperoni, cheese, bacon, peanuts… they remain. I got a sonic wave kill trap the other day. Thus far, nothing went inside.

    Last week, I was sitting on my back porch in the dark reading my tablet and I saw one of the mice leap up onto my screen. Ha! I had it now. Nope. With my lack of depth perception in the dark, it was on the inside of the screen. It had squeezed between the fixed and the sliding glass door and when I got up, it fell off the screen and went into my house. Aaarrrgh!

    Time for a kitty, hopefully better than Lily The Useless Chihuahua. Problem it, only 1000 sf house. Where do I put the litter box that won’t gross me out?

  11. Paige says:

    Good word….. and if it’s good enough for Chester,…… make your own application.

    Loved the comment, “We damage them by how we react…sometimes the damage is permanent.” Sadly true.

    Blessings to you and your fur kids.

  12. dusty says:

    “Keep trying to do good”
    “Affirm the good intended”

    Good reminder!

  13. Some ten years ago I was with my family in Zion National Park. My daughter’s fiancé was with us on this trip, as we figured it provided a good opportunity for us to get to know him, and vice versa.

    One afternoon, while riding the tram that runs through the park, a big, strange, but harmless bug landed in my hand. As I lifted my hand to get a closer look, my soon-to-be son in law joked, “I dare you to eat it!” So without any hesitation, I tossed the big in my mouth…gulp…much to his shock and surprise. A few years ago he told me he learned more about me in that moment!

  14. John 20:29 says:

    I am mean (it distresses my daughter) but decon placed where pets can’t get it does in the mice and all their offspring, too. Up here there js the real danger of hantavirus

  15. Dan from Georgia says:

    I know what its like to have your best ignored or despised. You feel let down, as if your gift wasn’t appreciated, was disliked, or worse, irrelevant. Funny that I remember when my best has been shunned, but I can’t remember when I was the shunner.

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