Again, not mine… it was BD’s.
I just got this email from a friend, and it was too priceless to not share with the world… because, haven’t we all been there?
I have a mouse story for you. The short version goes like this…
I removed the cushions from my chair last night and was vacuuming the chair (of course I was). The chair is maybe 3.5 years old and I don’t think I’ve ever vacuumed it before so there was a lot of “chair fuzz” in the corners of the chairs. So I was vacuuming away and getting down into the crevices when I saw what I PRAYED TO GOD was a cat toy. I calmly went into the kitchen, pulled on my trusty rubber gloves and went back to the chair. SURE ENOUGH, there was a damn mouse dead IN MY CHAIR. A.MOUSE.IN.MY.CHAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not ok…not ok at all! I immediately started itching all over my body and got hives. How on earth did this mouse (which was flattened and stiff as a board) get in between the back and the seat of the chair. Like, you had to push down the seat, coils and all, to get him out. I don’t even want to know at this point. After that there was a lot of febreeze spraying and Lysol wiping…SO GROSS!
BD’s misery is my entertainment – I’ll admit it.