The other day there was a knock on my door in the middle of the day, and my neighbor Nicole was standing there looking terrified. She said there is a strange noise in her house, and she thinks it's an animal. I went right on over to investigate, but in the back of my mind I was wondering why she asked me, and why she hadn't even tried to find out what it was. Sure enough, as soon as I walked in I heard a LOUD weird animal noise. Based on what I've seen in Psych, Monk, Murder She Wrote, etc. I deduced by the open screen door and the telephone lying on the ground that the nasty rat or whatever must be under that small table. I crouched down to look at the dirty beast. Nicole stood in tense anticipation behind me. "A squirrel?!" I said a little disappointed. It was the cute fluffy gray kind, and not even the freaky, beady-eyed black ones. It was all hunched in the corner looking more scared than Nicole. Once again, it seemed that she wanted me to take care of it. I ran the possibilities through my mind of coercing it out with a trail of nuts, or scaring it and then trafficking it out the door without getting bitten. It seemed like a potential for a lot of fun and dumb pictures, but I still had a baby sleeping upstairs at my house. So I just called emergency maintenance and let them take care of it. Later I was telling Britton how our neighbor expedcted me to take care of the squirrel problem when I noticed spiderwebs on the gate latch. "Ewww, Britton open it for me." I'm such a hypocrite.
I realized that sometimes I'm the spider killer (like with roomates) and sometimes I'm the wussy-pants demanding my sister to vacuum the spider up. (It's more humane) My theory is that whoever is startled by the spider first feels like they have the right to demand the next person to take care of it. Let's see what you think.
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Hi I think you should assume that taking care of scary animals is your "calling in life" and that you should always take care of it!
Speaking of that, we are having some mice problems here in OK- do you think you can help? -Amy
For whatever reason, I ALWAYS spot spiders moving on the floor when we sit down to watch a movie. This trend started in High School. I tend to go amazon warrior woman on them, and freak out my fellow movie watchers as I fly across the room yelling with a shoe raised to strike. Then again, when a mini tarantula came running in the house straight towards my bare feet, I screamed and made Steve kill it. You can look at one just like it if you like! http://flickr.com/photos/baresilver/2595599081/ *shudder*
Phil and I have a deal. I kill spiders and he kills rodents. It usually works pretty well unless Olivia finds out and demands their safe release into the wild.
Good job, Renee :) I'm definitely a spider rescuer, unless of course I'm too startled by one.
We have mice in our office and they've been putting traps out everywhere. I've been coming up with schemes for setting up a mouse sanctuary in my cubicle or catching them in a humane trap and taking them outside.
Insects good, vermin bad.
Good luck with the blessing tomorrow. May you have no yellow blow outs on white outfits.
Have you thought of creating a mouse sanctuary Amy? That would be fun to come to OK even if you do have mice. I had to put up with mice while staying in the Gardner's basement by myself during your wedding too.
It's funny to see such a major difference between sisters going Amazon warrior on critters and the other setting up a sanctuary:)
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