mi casa es not su casa

By corisa

saw a critter run under my bathroom door this morning. i was in the bathroom post-shower. it ran out. to where??? the BF is not here which is so unfair because this is what BF’s are for. (in addition to a few other things)

i cleaned up the kitchen, where i’m sure it meant to go. then bought the sonar thingy’s that are supposed to hurt their ears. i have yet to see it come running with it’s hands covering it’s ears and screaming.

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2 Responses to “mi casa es not su casa”

  1. Veronica Says:

    So sorry to hear you’re not alone. Why is it they look so cute when they’re running on metal wheels in plastic cages, but not when they’re sniffing through your pantry? Ick.

  2. Poppy Says:

    Oh NO!
    But, thanks for the visual of the lil’ guy running around with his paws on ears…now I am envisioning the little hankerchief on a stick “bag” and him movin’ out. It’s yer own damn fault with all those yummy organics fruits and veggies…what’s not to like for an Oak-Town critter?

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