field mice

[mariecstasy]

so on saturday, i needed to mow my grass. i open the shed and can't get to the lawn mower cause i had a carpet remenant and a carpet padding in my way. so i call my friend shawn to see if he can take them to the landfill for me. he says, "sure no prob"
so i know he operates at his own speed, and i wanna get my grass mowed. i dragged the carpet to the driveway. went back grabbed the padding, which i hadnt rolled up. so i struggled w/ it. i'm pulling and tugging. arianna is watching me and laughing. then, all of a sudden a mouse jumped on my hand, up to my shoulder and then on to the ground. it took a second to register what had happened and then i freaked. i ran in circles in the yard and arianna was staring at me like i was a nut.
its hilarious to me that mickey, minnie, or mighty mouse jumped on my shoulder. brave lil bugger.

[crummyrummy]

Arianna will be scarred for life......

[scarlettchasingroses]

scarlett's dirty little secret.....

i've never mowed a lawn.....don't even really now how to operate a lawnmower...i know i know...it isn't that hard....but i think its funny that i'm 22 and i have never mowed a lawn....

[mariecstasy]

relish it while you can.

i have to do everything!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[scarlettchasingroses]

i don't think i would mind doing everything.....as long as i was doing everything for my own house....i long to have my own house with my own yard and my own garden......

[crummyrummy]

hey...you have 420 posts!!!!!!

[scarlettchasingroses]

Oooo...didn't even notice....thanks for noticing....

[HappyHaHaGirl]

That happened to me with a spider the night before last. Spiders freak me the fuck out... I just can't handle them. I was watching tv and making sandals at like two in the morning, a slave to my insomnia and depression... I moved my blanket out of the way to get something, and this pretty good sized hairy black motherfucker came running out. I freaked, because he'd been right there under me the whole time... lots of "what ifs..." I ran around trying to kill the damn thing for a few minutes...he was a worthy opponent, but I found the fly swatter and ended it right there. He made this loud pop noise when I got him. It was weird. I was shaking for like 5 minutes after that, because I was not okay. I spent the rest of the night curled up in a ball on the couch looking around me for another one.


I think I need help.

At least mice are kind of cute... a little more diseased, but fuzzy... :rolleyes: Awwwww... :)

[mariecstasy]

but he was on me feckin shoulder

[HappyHaHaGirl]

Touche'.... hehe

[Scholar_Warrior]

I'm sure it disturbed the mouse much more than it did you, though I understand your reaction.

it reminds me of an occassion from my mis-guided youth. this was in high school, when I still lived in my Father's house. I had just completed a night of drinkin' an' druggin' and safely made it home at around 2:30 am. I'm sneakin' into the house quietly as I am supposed to get home by midnight (I was 16), and I make it into my bedroom and turn on the light. there on the wall was a palmetto bug about three inches long! huge feckin' Florida bug! so I reach down to take off a flip-flop (a kind of sandles that I wore everywhere then - including school! tho' the feckin' Nazis prolly don't allow it now! anyway,) so I can smack this monster. just as I'm wobbling and trying to balance on my one drunken foot that feckin' bug flew right onto my right shoulder and ran across my back and then flew off!!!! I screamed so loud I prolly woke the neighbors! Freak Out!

now I wouldn't lose control, but it would still creep me out!

[HoneySuckleBlue]

Awww...but mice are sooo cute!!

I had that frekin' poo bird tangled in my birdnest of a hairdoo Sunday...he fleww off my finger and headed straight for my hair, guess it made him feel like home.

He's flapping his wings and crapping on my back and I'm running around trying to get it offa me!!! ... course I can't reach cause he's all the way 'round back at the nape of my neck, and by that point he's all claws and wings, squawking like a little freak...I ran out the door and had to get Rich off the lawn mower to free the little beast from my tangled tresses.