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thewaterling) wrote2007-11-27 12:54 pm
thewaterling) wrote2007-11-27 12:54 pm
Madness.. Just.. Madness
I am apparently not supposed to keep.. Stuff...
My keys are lost and God knows where. They have my storage unit key on there, and the key to the house I'm in atm. :P
My badge fell out of its holder AGAIN- (fortunately I hadn't been anywhere but home, but STILL!).
And at this point, I think "my" rat is just mocking me. I've heard him skittering around the room at night, tried to look in all the places I think he might be during the day, and last night not only did I hear him up on my desk knocking stuff over, I've found THREE humane traps empty, two w/the doors down. :P I even tried a basic-but-brilliant trap a friend suggested, (a simple notepad-over-trashcan trap), but despite the thing being so precarious the magazine I'm using's fallen into the can TWICE, this morning when I got up I found the blasted thing sans bait! :P:P
He might be too big for the humane traps I got at CVS, but he also hasn't touched the 3-mouse trap Ian brought home. Fortunately he also got a bigger one he told me about today, so I'm gonna bait and try THAT one tonight. Last night I was up a couple of times in the middle of the night trying to see if I could snag the little stinker, but then when I laid down all nice and still I heard/felt a tiny scritching on my bed. Yep, you guessed it. Not long after I felt a little pressure on the blanket down by my feet, and damned if the little stink didn't crawl right up behind me as I lay still, going from feet to head. He sniffed my hair, and then made his way back off the top corner of bed! :P:P I was SO tempted to fling the blanket over him and try to catch him, but I didn't want to freak him out even more, and I thought that maybe if I let him sniff me it might help him get a little more comfortable w/me and not see me as a predator.. you know? So I just layed there kind of laughing at the both of us, the situation, and about how perhaps he's either playing with me, or having a game of "Investigating Mommy." ;P
Either way I'm starting to get the impression Stuff and I aren't supposed to coexist. ;P
Hope this makes some of you smile who need smilin', and that everyone's doin' okay.
Love,
Nae
My keys are lost and God knows where. They have my storage unit key on there, and the key to the house I'm in atm. :P
My badge fell out of its holder AGAIN- (fortunately I hadn't been anywhere but home, but STILL!).
And at this point, I think "my" rat is just mocking me. I've heard him skittering around the room at night, tried to look in all the places I think he might be during the day, and last night not only did I hear him up on my desk knocking stuff over, I've found THREE humane traps empty, two w/the doors down. :P I even tried a basic-but-brilliant trap a friend suggested, (a simple notepad-over-trashcan trap), but despite the thing being so precarious the magazine I'm using's fallen into the can TWICE, this morning when I got up I found the blasted thing sans bait! :P:P
He might be too big for the humane traps I got at CVS, but he also hasn't touched the 3-mouse trap Ian brought home. Fortunately he also got a bigger one he told me about today, so I'm gonna bait and try THAT one tonight. Last night I was up a couple of times in the middle of the night trying to see if I could snag the little stinker, but then when I laid down all nice and still I heard/felt a tiny scritching on my bed. Yep, you guessed it. Not long after I felt a little pressure on the blanket down by my feet, and damned if the little stink didn't crawl right up behind me as I lay still, going from feet to head. He sniffed my hair, and then made his way back off the top corner of bed! :P:P I was SO tempted to fling the blanket over him and try to catch him, but I didn't want to freak him out even more, and I thought that maybe if I let him sniff me it might help him get a little more comfortable w/me and not see me as a predator.. you know? So I just layed there kind of laughing at the both of us, the situation, and about how perhaps he's either playing with me, or having a game of "Investigating Mommy." ;P
Either way I'm starting to get the impression Stuff and I aren't supposed to coexist. ;P
Hope this makes some of you smile who need smilin', and that everyone's doin' okay.
Love,
Nae