SHIT! What next?!!
So I'm driving home this morning after running errands. Nice drive. Sirius satellite radio tuned to their jazz channel. Cool stuff being played. I'm in my chee . . .
Out of the corner of my eye I see something move on the hood of the truck's hood. A mouse sticks its head out of the hood just next to the wipers. What a cutie, I thought.
Second thought: Oh, crap. I know what that means. A friend just went through the hassle of having mice set up housekeeping in her Lexus. Major damage in the thousands.
Tomorrow I have an appointment with the Dodge dealer to find the next of mice and determine how much damage has been done to the truck.
I just finished putting the Last Supper thoughtfully in and around the garage. Can't have freaking mice procreate by the dozens under my roof. Eat up, little critters! EAT UP!
It wouldn't be life if things like this didn't happen. Think of how boring every day living would be.