SO.. I am sitting quietly at my office desk reviewing receipts when I hear a thumping noise next to my desk. I thought first that maybe I had hit the desk with my knee.. so, I tried it to replicate the noise.. Nope.. Then it happened again. SOMETHING IS IN MY TRASH CANNNN.... So I go to the trash can and look inside, moving stuff around with a yard stick.. nothing there. Ok--I can ignore this.. I can go on and act like it never happened and tossed it up as a figment of my imagination or at the least someone who hasnt had caffeine yet.. I sit down and go back to work.. It happens again! I get up, take the yard stick and stir the contents again and notice a hole in the back of the bag. Whatever it is underneath the trash is at the bottom of the trash can between the bag and the can.. When I move the trash bag to the side, I see something but not quiet sure what it is.. I look a little closer and see two little green eyes are looking up at me and before I can move away THE BIONIC JOKER JUMPED AT ME AND ALMOST JUMPED OUT THE TRASH CAN ON TO ME!! Of course, the rain dance ensued, the yard stick became a javelin thrown across the room and I am now the proud vocalist of some higher notes I have never reached before.. I got on the phone with Dana Greene Marshburn and we walked through taking the trash can outside, removing the bag and letting Fivel hit the road for some Mouse-On-Crack adventure.. WHY ME??!!!!!!!! I need a break from CRITTERS!
Posted on: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 16:14:03 +0000
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