The refrigerator is in the middle of the kitchen plugged in with an extension cord to an outlet that works.
Zeus crashed into my knee when he and Rocky came to visit Boom last night and I actually cried from the pain.
There was a mouse poop 3 inches from the zapping mouse trap this morning. There was no mouse in the trap. And my house still smells like a spearmint gum factory.
Tell all your single friends, I quit.
XO, JamieSmitten
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2 comments:
Never, Never, Never Give Up!!!!!!! :)
I would lend you Lucy, known to be an expert dispatcher of mice (at one time in her life), but she is on the mend and can't endanger her recovery from the World's Most Terrible Feline Cold.
I've read two of your books already.
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