In the mouse wars…
We caught another one last night and I saw one, out of the corner of my eye, go skittering past my desk tonight.
So far the electric trap has had no results.
I discovered the one with the plastic bait holder that I had set in the kitchen was nearly impossible to set off even by pounding on it with a yardstick. No wonder that one never went off.
Yep tossed that one and the other plastic bait holder one into the trash and pulled out two of the newly-arrived old fashioned ones with the little metal bait holder and hair trigger. One is set in the kitchen and the other in the living room.
We’ll see how long it takes for more results.
Nothing like a lazy day…
This is what you do when the fireworks are occasionally going off and you really don’t want to wander into your *safe place* otherwise known as your kennel.
I am so sick of this administration
Never in our history have we ever had an administration as crooked, corrupt, devious, mentally deficient, morally bankrupt, and treasonous than the one we have these days.
I pray the UN, the Hague, and all our former allies will come to the aide of we the people who are trapped in this stranglehold of corruption.
Daily they wipe their feet on our backs and spit on us.
They seek to deny us our human rights. They seek to kill of those of us who are aged, ill, of mental and physical disability by denying us proper health care.
Instead they seek to make a profit on all the misery they inflict.
We rise.
We fight.
We resist.
We need assistance in removing the cancer from our government. As we once came to your aid, we ask for yours today.
Went and did it….
I ordered two new ceiling fans. One of our (matching two in the living room) fans lost the will to fan. Well, actually the chain to change speeds broke in the switch while the fan was on high. It is permanently on high.
The Curmudgeon said (the other day) that we should replace the fans since ours were 20 years old anyway. And the other fan’s switch is getting twitchy.
Had to order them and not pick them up because they didn’t have them in the store. Of course. Costs a fortune to have them delivered but WTH.
Now all I need to do is find someone to install them, which anyone can do under The Curmudgeon’s tutelage. Except for me, I can’t work on stuff over my head, my shoulders can’t take it.
Bits and pieces
My cardiologist appointment went very well. He is very happy with all my test results and will see me in six months again.
Lucy asks people to please lay off setting off fireworks, she is tired of hiding in her crate and it’s not even the fourth yet.
#45’s so called solution to the family separations is worse because it now allows him to imprison people indefinitely!
The Curmudgeon’s health is spiraling ever downward. His kidney function is way down according to the blood tests he had done last week. He’s still anemic and his Keppra levels are so high due to poor kidney function that they dropped his dosage.
Life goes on.
I wish I could find an affordable handyman to get a few things done around here.
Winning the battle of the mouse invasion
Every year, we suffer an invasion of mice at least once a year. This is what happens when you live next door to an open field. In my case a large cemetery.
Now you may want me to live catch and set them free but if I do that they’ll just keep on coming back. (I really don’t like watching a mouse scamper across the floor in front of me.)
I am not so cruel as to use glue traps–to me they suffer much more and unnecessarily when you use them.
Nope, I use the old spring and bait trap which normally will kill them instantly. They don’t suffer like they do from poisons and glue traps.
However, I’d replaced my old worn out traps with new ones this year …a new bait holder made of plastic and the new traps weren’t catching them. It began to look as if it’d take a ten pound mouse to set the effers off.
Yes, they’d set them off but would be gone before the trap closed. All we’d get is a trap *snap* and no mouse.
I finally got them to set lighter…so far it’s mice/ 4 snaps empty traps…me/4 more snaps and 4 dead mice. I have ordered more traps in the older style and one electric one.
Looks like we might actually put a dent in the invaders this time. Sure do wish we could find where they are getting in.
My back isn’t thanking me…
Armed with an electric chain saw, loppers, and a Fiskars Pruning Stik, I cut down half a large magnolia tree branch. The rest I’ll do next weekend.
I cut that half a branch into manageable pieces and fully loaded three large trash cans. They’ll go out to the curb on Monday.
Unless I hire a tree company again this cutting down the low hanging branches is going to take me all summer to do.
I’m saving the tree company call for the tulip poplar, that’s going to cost us way more.
Ah, the joys of owning a home with property and trees.
I’d rather have a beach home with only sand to worry about.
Stand up
Rob Rogers, editorial cartoonist for the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, was fired Thursday because the publisher is pro-Trump and Rogers had been submitting cartoons critical of Trump. Memo to publisher: Freedom of speech and of the press includes cartooning. Memo to the good people of Pittsburgh: Cancel your subscriptions.
It has begun, the purge of people who speak out against #45.
I will stand up for Rob Rogers!
I will stand up for any cartoonist, journalist, writer, protester, man, woman, or child who speaks out against #45 and all of his cronies. They shine a light upon evil so we can see it with clarity.
Get this bastard (#45) out of office along with all who support his traitorous behavior in the highest office in this land. He insults the office. He insults our country. He insults us as a people.
His bigotry must have a light shined upon it for everyone to see it in all its ugliness.
His cowardice must have a light shined upon it for all to see its darkness and that the brave may shine as the brilliant lights they are.
His traitorous acts must have a light shined upon them so all can see him for what he truly is.
He is a bully, a con man, a liar, a bigot, a misogynist, and in his latest act he is an abuser of children.
If an author wrote this…
If an author wrote what is happening today in the US as a work of fiction…
- Anyone who read it would claim the plot was too far fetched to sell the book
- No agent would shop it out
- No publisher would buy it
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Pockets lots of pockets!
My order from Duluth Trading Co. arrived today. I spent more than I wanted to but I couldn’t find overall shorts anywhere else that weren’t all ‘stylish’ with the rips and tears. Sorry, I’d rather put my own wear and tear on my clothes and have them actually last for a while.
I was pleased to find the ones I bought lightweight and comfortable–perfect for summer yard work.
I do wish they had them in more colors but light brown will have to do. But wow, the pockets!!!
Even with 3 alarms set…
I still forget to take my pills.
If it’s not the morning ones, it’s the night ones I forget.
Three freaking alarms to remind me to take the damned things.
Can you say side tracked?
Interrupted on my way to take them and completely distracted.
Here are some forget-me-nots. Maybe they’ll remind me.
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