July 12, 2010

Of Mice And Me

Our neighbours to the back have a huge property. I don't actually know them, though they seem perfectly nice. All this really means is that I've never had to call the cops on them. So. There's that.

Anyway, there are several trees that have met their demise at the foot of their property, which abuts mine. Two of them, though slender as trees go, have been sticking up dead for several years now. There is a fence that runs through the cedar hedge, but I noticed yesterday morning that the larger of the two trees had started to lean while entering its final death spiral. As a huge branch had hung from the upper reaches of their walnut tree for several years after a storm, before finally breaking away and plunging to earth just a few weeks ago, I was aware that my neighbours were content to let nature perform her circle of life thing unassisted.

An hour after I noticed the lean, we had a short, fierce rain. This apparently was all the aid it needed. I glanced out my kitchen to see this:

Ari was up on deck to cut the grass this week. I knew he would cut a perfect swath around this, while explaining that he didn't want to poke his eye out. So, the Poor Sod headed out with an assortment of tools to take the damned thing down. First, he walked around to the neighours, though. Out of town. He has a nasty cold, so I told him if it got worse just to chew on some of the echinaceas you can see growing off to the left there.

I'm sitting here working now. Maggie is staring out the front door at roofers across the street. I would do that too, but it's unattractive when you get caught. Anyway. JoJo just came charging into the kitchen. It's kinda hot to be charging. Then I realized she was stickhandling a mouse. Damn. Stupid little thing dashed under the stove. The mouse, not JoJo. No, this is what JoJo is doing right now:

That's the living room. She watched it go under the stove. In the kitchen.

If I get a shot of the mouse, I'll update this. Even though I'm actually working.


Anonymous Alysha said...

So Maggie feeds herself off the counter and JoJo is left to fend for herself and catch mice eh? Poor JoJo!

July 12, 2010 10:49 AM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

I believe in extreme parenting.

For years whenever I said 'dinner's ready!' the boys went and sat in the car.

July 12, 2010 10:51 AM  
Blogger OmemeeOzzie said...

No headless mice to report?

July 13, 2010 8:54 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

We got a headless, two piece mouse to greet us in the back yard yesterday morning (as the 16 yr old went out to vacuum the pool)
I think he screamed more than I would have if the thing had been alive.
At least you know they won't get into anything, the cats will have them cleared out in no time!

July 13, 2010 4:56 PM  
Blogger OmemeeOzzie said...

It's unfortunate that you managed to psychologically scar your son in such a public forum; at least you didn't say that he screamed like a little schoolgirl...

Is this his first emasculation?

Tell him not to woory... in the next 50 or so years, he'll experience it several more times, then he'll really have something to scream about!

July 13, 2010 6:35 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

I have never, ever scarred my children in a public forum. Ever.

What happens in the house, however...

July 13, 2010 6:52 PM  

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