Can I go back to bed now?
First, I got up a little bit late. Then when I went out into the garage to get the V8 for JB's lunch, there was a little mouse sitting on the shelf. I resisted the urge to scream, grabbed the V8 and went back into the garage through the previously closed door (this will be important!). After making coffee and packing lunches I sealed the little mouse's death - sorry to all mousy lovers, but after seeing him sit there and then finding a hole in the bag of dog food - he has to go.
Next, I went downstairs and let the dogs out of jail. Nothing different there - everybody was good and went out through the doggy door to take care of business when they got up.
Just like every morning, I walk out to the garage with JB when he leaves. The door between the laundry room and the garage closes and after he drives out of the garage I fill the dog bowls. It was when I was pouring the last bit of the dog food into the bucket that I noticed the mouse hole.
Anyway - with all four bowls in my hands, I climb the steps and turn the door knob. You do know what's coming, right? Locked! The dogs are all on the other side woofing at me because it's time to eat. I know the front door is locked because I locked it myself! I know the kitchen door is locked - so what's that leave me? Yep the dog door!
So away I
go in the my short robe and barefoot. It's Seattle so of course it's raining! The dog yard is dirt - no grass! I open and close the gate behind me and attempt to crawl through the opening - that's 9" wide! Thankfully it's taller than my shoulders and hips are wide. However, I don't generally lay down so I'm 2" off the ground. UGH! I actually tried twice, gave up, when back into the garage and tried to talk the dogs into unlocking the door. But there's the whole with about oppossible thumbs! So, back I trek through the dirty, muddy dog yard and push, shove and do whatever I can to get through the opening (my shoulders and bust are sore!).
Finally - I'm in! Heading upstairs and step in a fresh puddle! No, I don't know who did it, but they're all gonna die! So I stop and clean that up. Then I unlock the door, close it from in the house and check it again. Finally I went out and got the dogs' food, closed the garage door and grabbed my coffee. Now, I'm gonna go see what can go wrong while I get ready for work!!
First, I got up a little bit late. Then when I went out into the garage to get the V8 for JB's lunch, there was a little mouse sitting on the shelf. I resisted the urge to scream, grabbed the V8 and went back into the garage through the previously closed door (this will be important!). After making coffee and packing lunches I sealed the little mouse's death - sorry to all mousy lovers, but after seeing him sit there and then finding a hole in the bag of dog food - he has to go.
Next, I went downstairs and let the dogs out of jail. Nothing different there - everybody was good and went out through the doggy door to take care of business when they got up.
Just like every morning, I walk out to the garage with JB when he leaves. The door between the laundry room and the garage closes and after he drives out of the garage I fill the dog bowls. It was when I was pouring the last bit of the dog food into the bucket that I noticed the mouse hole.
Anyway - with all four bowls in my hands, I climb the steps and turn the door knob. You do know what's coming, right? Locked! The dogs are all on the other side woofing at me because it's time to eat. I know the front door is locked because I locked it myself! I know the kitchen door is locked - so what's that leave me? Yep the dog door!
So away I
go in the my short robe and barefoot. It's Seattle so of course it's raining! The dog yard is dirt - no grass! I open and close the gate behind me and attempt to crawl through the opening - that's 9" wide! Thankfully it's taller than my shoulders and hips are wide. However, I don't generally lay down so I'm 2" off the ground. UGH! I actually tried twice, gave up, when back into the garage and tried to talk the dogs into unlocking the door. But there's the whole with about oppossible thumbs! So, back I trek through the dirty, muddy dog yard and push, shove and do whatever I can to get through the opening (my shoulders and bust are sore!).
Finally - I'm in! Heading upstairs and step in a fresh puddle! No, I don't know who did it, but they're all gonna die! So I stop and clean that up. Then I unlock the door, close it from in the house and check it again. Finally I went out and got the dogs' food, closed the garage door and grabbed my coffee. Now, I'm gonna go see what can go wrong while I get ready for work!!
Karma. You shouldn't have murdered a small mouse...
ReplyDeleteNo the person in front of me did not say that! And didn't leave a name...can we say RUDE!
ReplyDeletePersonally, I hope the rest of your day goes better than the morning did!
Time to go back to bed!!!
ReplyDeleteOh no!! That's definitely the worst Monday morning to start the week with. But since it was you and not me, I couldn't help but laugh. A lot. (Sorry!) :wink: Hope the rest of week is happy and fun and you don't have to squeeze through any more (literal or figurative) doggie doors.
ReplyDeleteOh, I'm glad there's no camera at my desk. Now I can sit here and type something kind and supportive, and say how much I hope your day has gotten better after that rough start, and you'll never know that I snorted lemonade up my nose while laughing at the sight you must have been...
ReplyDeleteWeren't you just saying last night on the phone how much you LOVE having a doggie door??? Yay, you for being able to extrude yourself through it. "Fuzzy-pumper Gaylen" and her miracle boobs... er, bust, sorry. Hope the day got better, and the mouse got what he deserved. Filthy little rodent. Cami
ReplyDeleteWell, I hope the day has gotten better!
ReplyDeleteSlaughter in the AM is never fun.
Hope the rest of your day goes better! Thank God for the doggy door! Mary
ReplyDeleteP.S. to Carolyn: The Queen knows very well who anonymous is - I'm one of her best friends! "Anonymous" is our little joke, since I'm not really anonymous. I'm an animal lover, special events coordinator at a local animal shelter and an animal cruelty sanctuary volunteer. I'm also Buddhist. Thus, the commentary...
ReplyDeleteOh dear! I'm so sorry...for you having to crawl through the doggie door and for laughing out loud when I read about your morning :-) Look on the bright side! What would you have done without the doggie door? LOL
ReplyDeleteLOL!!!!!! I'm sorry G, but I'm cracking up!
ReplyDeleteWhat a hideous way to start your day. Hope that it got better and JB gave you lots of TLC when he got home that evening. I think I would have showered and returned to bed (or my sewing machine) for the rest of the day.
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry about your morning and not yelling when you saw the mouse i would have and had my husband seal its fate.
ReplyDeleteHope the rest of your day went better. And you are not so so sore tomorrow.
Your spring fling coffee swap pal.
Also I have alsmot all your goodies to send off to you.
oh goodness....where are those hidden cameras when you need 'em. :) hope the rest of the week goes more smoothly.
ReplyDeleteteri
By now I'm sure you've found some secret, out-of-the-way place where no burglar would ever think to look to hide a door key.
ReplyDeleteI'd have been out of luck. A 9" door, no matter how tall, would have just sat there and laughed at me.
Bless your heart. Sit back and relax tonight. You deserve it!
ReplyDeleteI can't even begin to imagine!
Don't we just keep getting mucked up and dusting ourselves off and moving forward?
ReplyDeleteYou are amazing. Good on you for sharing this story.
Now, how fun was that! I bet you're still laughing and sharing this story :). I love animals too but the mouse had to go! Too much damage can be done. Have a wonderful week!
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