Monday, July 24, 2006
good-byes
Bye-bye, Tour de France. It was fantastically fun this year with the ups and downs and the constant changing of the yellow jersey. My morning routine won't be the same now.
A good-bye and a good riddance to Stuart Little, who finally managed to get stuck to a trap last night. Here's the thing, these glue traps contain no poison, so the little bugger was just gonna sit there and struggle for hours. Which I could NOT listen to. So I had to pick it up, squirming Stuart and all, and pitch it outside. (Such was my brilliant logic at 1:30am) This morning? Trap was clear. So either Daisy got him or he got free (and then Daisy got him). Either way, I think I now live in a mouse-free bedroom.
A good-bye and a good riddance to Stuart Little, who finally managed to get stuck to a trap last night. Here's the thing, these glue traps contain no poison, so the little bugger was just gonna sit there and struggle for hours. Which I could NOT listen to. So I had to pick it up, squirming Stuart and all, and pitch it outside. (Such was my brilliant logic at 1:30am) This morning? Trap was clear. So either Daisy got him or he got free (and then Daisy got him). Either way, I think I now live in a mouse-free bedroom.