I'm just in yer pantry, peeing on yer M&M's
Dogs. Dawgs. Other critters. Life as Oliver Wendell Douglas. Live heirlooms, both flora and fauna. Self-sufficiency. Suffering not a fool to live. Land stewardship. Turnip trucks, and those who have not fallen therefrom. Training things. Growing things. Search and rescue. What is this bug and what is it doing under my desk light? Embracing the reality that Nature Bats Last.
O.k., I give up--who's peein' on yer candy? No picture......
ReplyDeleteIs the strangest thing.
ReplyDeletePhoto is there on my computer (Mac running Firefox).
Not there on my iPhone.
Jo, what are you using?
Okay, just deleted and reloaded the picture, and he's now visible to smartphones.
ReplyDeleteI hates meeces to pieces.
ReplyDeleteToo bad they found that Brooklyn Zoo cobra. I bet he would have enjoyed the snack.
Got cats?
ReplyDeleteApparently he was also in yr smartphone, screwing up yr firmware...
ReplyDeleteWe had that problem a few weeks ago. We set traps. I forgot to close the pantry door. The dog now thinks that peanut butter bites back.
ReplyDeleteGah! Deer Mice! Hate, hate, hate them! At least in spite of those big eyes, they are nearly blind and dumb-stubborn about those trails -- put a trap right where he's sitting in the photo and he'll be dead by tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteOf course, if there's one, there is more -- you'll have to keep putting out the trap until you don't catch anymore.
Did your dogs or cats alert you to his presence? We found out we had deer mice under the kitchen sink when Lindsey (cat) went nuts about the sink -- we had to use traps because he couldn't get under the pipes, but at least he told us what was going on.
Dorene
It wasn't working on Explorer yesterday, but now the identity of the peeing bandit is revealed. I figured you were april foolin' us.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the snort of laughter. I'd come here directly from the insane sadness at Yes Biscuit! (damn Pepper and his minions and the mayor to hell!) and I really appreciate your picture and caption!
ReplyDeleteHey! How did Merlot(so named because I caught her drinking from a cup of wine) get to your house?
ReplyDeleteI livetrapped her boyfriends and her children and finally evicted her when I heard her rustling in a stack of baking tins. Once I picked them up it was too high to jump so out she went to the brush pile.
I still haven't got all the mouse poop out of the house....
ROFLMAO!!!!!
ReplyDeleteFirefox 3.6.9 running under Windows. But I can see the little bugger today--what a cutie. My chickens would just eat 'im up.
ReplyDeleteI don't care what they all say. I like the mouse! Mine died recently. I rescued her from the cat; maimed for life and unable to take care of herself. She became a pet and resident of our bathroom for 4 hrs before finally passing away while eating. I miss her! She was good company and never interrupted me. :)
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