You know how, in the cartoons, when a lady spots a mouse in the kitchen she always jumps into a kitchen chair and screams?
“Who does that?” I used to wonder quietly to myself. “Its just a little ole mouse for cryin’ out loud…”
Until this….
… ran out from under my refrigerator just now.
Yep, I did.
I jumped into a chair.
And screamed.
Who knew I was such a sissie?
Makes me miss Princess the Mighty Hunter all over again…. she stayed outside but kept the rodent population under control….
So on my to-do list for this week: shop for a cat.
And on a sad note, our beloved little Betta fish Hannah Montana passed away today. Yes, he was a boy betta…. and yes, his name was Hannah Montana because I couldn’t think up a good reason not to pretend he was a girl…
Hannah Montana was the kind of pet I could really appreciate. He/she never pooped on my living room rug. He/she never woke me up barking in the night. He/she never shed fur on my couch/chewed up my shoes/required expensive haircuts/cost me $700 in vet bills in ONE SUMMER/I could do this all day.
Best of all, he/she was always so weirdly happy to see me in the mornings, and like a puppy, he/she would hop around her/his little aquarium wagging his/her little tail and as I made the morning coffee. It was really cute, and sort of nice to have someone around here so cheerful and happy to see me in the mornings.
Because, you know, I’m not mentioning any names, but not everyone who lives in this house really radiates sunshine and happiness in the mornings.
Goodbye, Hannah Montana. May you find peace and gender-identity in Heaven. My morning coffee will never be the same… 🙁
Ha ha…I thought this was going to be a spiritual post on how you will no longer be allowing your girls to have anything to do with Hannah Montana. Now I'm laughing…poor fishy.<br /><br />Yeah, pets are for idiots. I have one. I am an idiot who just paid $250 at the vet for a variety of @%$#. That's all I have to say about that.<br /><br />Oh, and YUCK! I would have fainted.
Oh no Connie…. I haven't gone TOTALLY *homeschool* yet and cut off ALL interaction with the outside world….yet… we're still worldly people who like Hannah Montana. Sadly I like her as much as my girls do….though I do wonder if its a bad thing that my 3 y/o can quote the whole movie word for word?
Steph likes her too! We don't get the channel for the show but I SO know the hoe-down throw-down. I can pop it AND lock it….
Aw…RIP Hannah. <br />elle
"find gender-identity in heaven"… SNORT.<br /><br />We just paid a few hundred dollars to have a dog's TEETH cleaned. My husband is still convinced it's a scam perpretrated by vets. But we did it anyway, and Bob the Dog's teeth are now sparkly white.
Oh my goodness. Welcome to my biggest fear. Even though we live in an old farm house we haven't deal with them much. But we had one random a couple of weeks ago. And I swear if someone tells me "it's that time of year," again I will scream. <br /><br />It's never 'that time of year' for gross rodents.<br /><br />Sissies unite.
you are too funny girl! Poor Hannah, we had a beta named betty…who was a boy as well…ooo and one time we had to get our cats leg amputated that was a bill I will never forget..I feel your pain.
~snort~ You are so funny. But really, Mr. Hannah must have been a vbery extraordinary fish. I've never seen a fish greet me in the morning.