In my bare feet. Outside, thank goodness. It was right next to Dolly's feeding place, so I guess she was leaving me a little "treat." Thanks, Dolly.
My beautiful, super-talented eye candy is gone from "So You Think You Can Dance." I am so disappointed. I didn't bother to vote, because I assumed his inclusion in the finale was a given. Apparently, his other fans did, too. I'm sorry, Will! Please forgive me!! I love you!!! *Sob.*
I really see no reason to continue living, but since it's too hot to even entertain the thought of offing myself, I guess I'll just have to carry on somehow.
Those of you still rooting for Mr. Nice But Possibly Too Ordinary Guy will be happy to hear I haven't axed him from the competition yet. I sent him an email this morning, apologizing for being so sleepy on the phone last time we talked (I blamed my harried week, which might possibly be true--I had just mowed the lawn on a heat advisory day and may well have been dehydrated) and inviting him to give me a call this weekend if he wants. If I get sleepy on the phone with him again, though...that may be it.
Maybe the weekend will surprise me. In a good way, I mean. No dead mice. Hope yours is lovely and rodent-free, as well.
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I doubt she was leaving you a treat. If it was near her feeding place, she probably wanted you to do something special with it to include it with her next meal. People never seem to understand just what cats want. Ha.
I suppose the joy of having a cat that is never allowed outside is that I've never stepped on a dead mouse. Just cat vomit first thing in the morning for me!
I stepped on a hairball yesterday. It almost made me re-think cat ownership.
3car, I understand what cats want, all right. They simply want to be the undisputed rulers of the universe. ;)
ss, my indoor-only cats have occasionally managed to catch rodents, as well...so you may not be as safe as you think. Hee.
noelle, oh yes...the unmistakable squish of the hairball beneath your foot. I know it well.
Oh my freaking grossness! That hasn't happened to me since I was a kid...but it is something one never forgets! No matter how much you try.
That paragraph was about stepping on the dead mouse but is easily just as true of my dating experience. :-)
This is when I'm happy my cat doesn't go out at all!
Wishing you a cool weekend, awake and full or surprises!
I'm too horrified to type anything other than "Eeeeeewwwwwww."
Gah. Have a good weekend, my friend.
My neighbor's cat sometimes likes to leave dead birds on my steps. I think they're supposed to be gifts for my cat. It's sweet, like a savage little courtship.
Eewww! Gross. My parents' cat only leaves the intestines and the bones to show as a trophy. The rest, um... he eats.
I'm so glad we don't have a cat. But at least you didn't step in mouse intestines this morning!
I'm having reservations about that guy. If you're not excited at the beginning....
Hope your weekend was fun, exciting and mouse free.
Ditto gorillabuns on hopes that you had a good weekend! :)
I would lick your feet cutie. Your alot older than me butI'm ok with it. Would you let me lick your toes n soles. I love woman with pretty feet. I bet your a size 9 1/2 maybe a 10.
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