Wednesday, January 6, 2010
A Funny Little Bedtime Story
My dear David who sleeps in the buff, had yet to move. Soooo, I snatched the cover back, smacked him on his butt and said....no screeched..."get your nekkid @$$ out of the bed and get that /)@^^# mouse!
I tricked GinGin out from under the bed with a puppy treat, while David searched for, found and replaced the batteries in the only flash light, got the little dead mousey out from under the bed with a broom and deposited him in a plastic bag outside in the garage. (Oh and he did all of this still in the buff. I wanted to take a picture of him buck nekkid on his hands and knees looking under the bed.....)
But I was still beyond upset....here is a sound bite....it's all your fault blah blah blah....'cause if you had just got the mouse traps earlier this week like I asked you to blah blah blah..........but noooooooo.....nothing is more inportant that hunting....yada yada yada.....