I had not intended to provide another update on the rodent problem, but this was worth posting. You know I put small tables over the glue so we wouldn’t step in it. We’ve been high-stepping over them for a few days now. Lauren, however, is a little vertically challenged and decided to scootch the table toward the door frame to give her room to move her legs around the table rather than over the table.
Yep, she stepped right in the glue with one foot. Right in it! Um, her sock wouldn’t come up off the floor after that. Then she took her foot out of her sock and headed to the bedroom where she took the second sock off by hand and stepped in the glue from another doorway. To get her balance she stepped in the glue with the second foot. And somehow as she got glue on both hands. I’m not quite sure how this part was possible, but I heard some very loud screaming and wasn’t sure if she stubbed her broken toe or what.
So she tries hard not to touch anything on the way to the bathroom (we’ll see how that worked out) where some petrol was awaiting her for glue removal and she dumped the last little bit down the drain. So, there she stood with her two feet and two hands full of rat glue. Once again our guardian angel, Gabriel – who just happened to have stopped in to say good night, ran (literally) to the Petrol station for her. I asked if Gabriel should get enough petrol to remove the glue and she said, not yet...there might be another mouse. The whole thing was better than anything I could have made up. Hilarious!
Yep, she stepped right in the glue with one foot. Right in it! Um, her sock wouldn’t come up off the floor after that. Then she took her foot out of her sock and headed to the bedroom where she took the second sock off by hand and stepped in the glue from another doorway. To get her balance she stepped in the glue with the second foot. And somehow as she got glue on both hands. I’m not quite sure how this part was possible, but I heard some very loud screaming and wasn’t sure if she stubbed her broken toe or what.
So she tries hard not to touch anything on the way to the bathroom (we’ll see how that worked out) where some petrol was awaiting her for glue removal and she dumped the last little bit down the drain. So, there she stood with her two feet and two hands full of rat glue. Once again our guardian angel, Gabriel – who just happened to have stopped in to say good night, ran (literally) to the Petrol station for her. I asked if Gabriel should get enough petrol to remove the glue and she said, not yet...there might be another mouse. The whole thing was better than anything I could have made up. Hilarious!
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