When you live in the desert... you learn to adapt. When you look out the window and see white... you run out and make a snow angel and QUICK... otherwise it will all melt away...
and then you will have a mud angel. Which you will get anyway, but if you hurry the mud won't get on your bum.
This is Chantel with Peanut. (poor dog) We doggysat her last week while my sister took a little time to relax. Chantel got very attatched. I am sure that Peanut was glad to go home.
aaawww, now for the good stuff...
that hole is in my pantry... and it is a very, very bad thing. It was made my a furry little creature...
He also chewed a nice hole in the waterline that goes to my refrigerator... yes, yes that is BLACK MOLD you see growing on the walls... oh joy.So... that is my excuse for thinking that mice are of the devil... I look forward to posting a picture of his little carcass for you all to enjoy... stay tuned.
p.s. I know this post is totally random, but life has been a bit of a spiral lately... and I am trying not to procrastinate anymore... so that means I will be posting my life in order... and my life is random.... so now you get me with no sugary coating... enjoy...
p.s.s. Sugar rots your teeth anyway... trust me I am just finishing up my 6th crown... yuck!
2 comments:
Ick. I hate mice as well! They're nasty, little creatures. I pretty much love the dog in the doll stroller though; that's adorable.
Oh no! I hate those nasty little creature also! I will take your posts just the way you are. It is great to get to know you better!
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