I am a city gal at heart so the sight of a picnic ant or a river rat elicits the same blood curdling scream out of me every time. However, I’m learning that you can’t have that attitude on the mountain top. You can’t be afraid. Critters are a natural part of everyday life. I step outside with a steaming cup of Gevalia and marvel at nature’s goodness. There are chipmunks, woodchucks, squirrels, raccoons, rabbits and even a family of wild turkeys. I delight as they perform nature’s dance in and endless quest for food, water and a date to the prom. Then I step back into my woman cave and all’s right with the world. Wrong!! Nature is wonderful when it’s outdoors but when wildlife moves indoors it’s a different story.
I had only just moved into 1313 Mockingbird Lane when I discovered I was not the only inhabitant but one of many. Yes me and an extended family of mice. Not quiet little mice timidly venturing forth in the darkness so as not to disturb me, but a surly, rude horde of mischief . They let me know, in no uncertain terms, that a pecking order existed and I was low man on the totem pole. I was informed that the cable should be hooked up immediately because they missed Animal Planet and Letterman. They demanded daily computer time to catch up on Facebook. I was routinely given grocery lists and told to keep it low in the am because they liked to sleep in. Well of course I realized that this meant war. Releasing my inner Kraken, I went on line an ordered several essential oils that I knew when applied to cotton balls and strategically placed around the house would mark my territory and banish my unwanted roommates. When the oils arrived I put my diabolical plan into operation and went to bed with the expectation of a new world order awaiting me in the morning. Imagine my surprise when I awoke and discovered "&%$# YOU!" spelled out in cotton balls across the living room rug. I knew I needed help.
In my next post you will meet big Red, the world's largest orange tabby and the greatest mouser in New York state history! See you then.
RED! RED! RED! RED! RED!
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