I made, to my utter horror, a terrible discovery today! Church was over, and as I do most Sundays, post worship service, I got in my van to head to lunch with Mel and the kids. All was right with my world, or so I thought. I started the van and proceeded to drive through the parking lot to leave. Staring out the windshield, something in my field of vision caught my eye. I noticed some tiny little blackish brown spots on my dashboard. I stared in confusion at these unexplained dollops in question, as the reality of the situation slowly crept in to my being. Thankfully, I realized I was still driving and at the very last second, avoided plowing right in to a fellow worshipers vehicle. (Sorry Pastor Mark!) I veered myself in the correct direction as I suddenly became panicked, finally letting the realization sink in, that these little drops, were in fact, MOUSE POOP!!!!!! In shear terror, I frantically looked around hoping to prove myself wrong and come up with some other simple explanation as to what they could actually be. Perhaps Mel had thought my van a great place to eat a cupcake with little chocolate sprinkles, right? Unfortunately my search only confirmed my worst fears, a shredded box of kleenex here, more turds there, (A LOT MORE) yes, even in my door handle, and all over the floor. I screamed to myself ....OMG!!!! I HAVE A FAMILY OF MICE LIVING IN HERE!!!!!!!!!! Let me just say, its quite difficult to lift your feet off the floor, which anyone afraid of mice knows is the standard position when confronted with one of these varmints, while still driving safely to the restaurant. Youll be happy to know that somehow I successfully arrived in one piece. Unfortunately, even without proper car seats, so did the new squatters that had unlawfully taken up residence in my vehicle. After sharing my horrific story of heroism with the family and trying to eat knowing that they were out there just waiting for my delicious doggy bag and I to return, I made the wise decision to make Mel drive the van home while I would drive in the safety of his rodent free vehicle. My poor, disgusting, vehicle sat in the driveway all day, will sit in the driveway all night, and will never, ever be graced by my presence behind its wheel again unless my husband or Alberts Pest Control can assure me that every single one of those little ingrates are gone and every single trace of evidence that they ever existed in there is completely and forevermore eradicated from my previously untainted mode of transportation. In conclusion, let me just say.....Honey, Ive always loved your truck. Its mine now! Thanks.
Posted on: Mon, 19 Jan 2015 05:59:42 +0000
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