tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post6972239408049990498..comments2024-02-24T15:33:47.064-05:00Comments on Sooo-this-is-me: Of Mouse and ManSooo-this-is-mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001864616415319712noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-31416041960076580582008-08-07T19:45:00.000-04:002008-08-07T19:45:00.000-04:00I was afraid you'd invited a skunk into the house,...I was afraid you'd invited a <I>skunk</I> into the house, at first...on that score, I'm so glad I was wrong. But then...<BR/><BR/>"the mouse was my gift and it is like when you return an ugly sweater someone gives you for Christmas" Ha ha...this was great, Steven.<BR/><BR/>The Adorable Precious doesn't understand what you're talking about. <I>Crunch.</I> : )Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14337889899066280559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-19579665749949528542008-08-07T08:43:00.000-04:002008-08-07T08:43:00.000-04:00"...imagine the scene of me in my underwear wrestl..."...imagine the scene of me in my underwear wrestling his cat for a dead mouse."<BR/><BR/>I did. And I'm LMGAO! Are you sure you didn't dream all that?Joe Jubinvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09489419756833657839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-86823552344631013392008-08-06T22:44:00.000-04:002008-08-06T22:44:00.000-04:00I'm still laughing at the sight of you doing the "...I'm still laughing at the sight of you doing the "don't crawl up my pant leg dance." Glad the night ended as you wished. Whew!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-27386640666199976182008-08-04T21:25:00.000-04:002008-08-04T21:25:00.000-04:00Oh, no! Mickey!Oh, no! Mickey!Vic Mansfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06194671996997775313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-85777341991912191532008-08-04T04:50:00.000-04:002008-08-04T04:50:00.000-04:00lol. Well written and entertaining. Thank you.lol. Well written and entertaining. Thank you.Anthonyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17900665225207683233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-72959596350308926352008-08-04T01:28:00.000-04:002008-08-04T01:28:00.000-04:00This is hilarious! Our cat likes to play with his ...This is hilarious! Our cat likes to play with his food, too. Quite distasteful. However, the other day he caught a mouse that ran out from under our stove. Not sure how the mouse got in, but I was glad to see it go out!! I opened the door and the cat carried it away.<BR/>So did you tell Dave about the drama in his kitchen?Javahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17377033663576614925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-41569421750324963192008-08-03T16:21:00.000-04:002008-08-03T16:21:00.000-04:00Personally, I like cats that earn their keep.But y...Personally, I like cats that earn their keep.<BR/><BR/>But your post did remind me of Simon's cat. <A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w0ffwDYo00Q" REL="nofollow">In case anyone has missed it</A>.Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00127042364846361909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-83122810817172508682008-08-03T15:54:00.000-04:002008-08-03T15:54:00.000-04:00ewwwww, steven!we have a cat and we don't let him ...ewwwww, steven!<BR/><BR/>we have a cat and we don't let him out for fear of what he might, as the saying goes, drag in.<BR/><BR/>we have possums and squirrels and worse, skunks, that wander the neighborhood. so i would rather not have any of these left at my feet as a gift.danny/ink2metalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11725921328440113665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-48867994686479812952008-08-03T14:21:00.000-04:002008-08-03T14:21:00.000-04:00Birdie, so if you had one sock missing from a pair...Birdie, so if you had one sock missing from a pair, did you frisk the cat and dog?Sooo-this-is-mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02001864616415319712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-36002360360506234892008-08-03T14:04:00.000-04:002008-08-03T14:04:00.000-04:00Our former kitty—may she rest in peace—brought in ...Our former kitty—may she rest in peace—brought in a couple of mice from the garage, including a baby. I had to catch the things to get them outside again.<BR/><BR/>She was an indoor cat, so she had to improvise when she wanted to hunt. So she'd go down to the basement, kill a dirty sock in the laundry, and carry it upstairs while yowling her deep hunting cry. She'd carry it through the kitty door into the kitchen, where the dog would take it and bring it to me. The dog loved getting praised for this and would wait eagerly for each sock. She's taken to stealing socks from hubby, now that her supplier is gone.Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12852713057094279347noreply@blogger.com