The other morning, I went outside to check on my garden. I was in my pajama pants, tshirt, and flip flops. I got a few feet from my front porch, and felt something cold slapping my foot with every step. I looked down, and it was half a mouse, and the cold slapping my foot was the guts hanging out!Yeah, I know. I almost threw up!
It seems my cats have started leaving me presents on the front porch, dead mice. Gross, half eaten dead mice.
I can tell you now, I do not step one foot out the door without looking for "gifts".
1 comment:
oh.
wow.
i'm sort of speechless.
that is beyond gross.
i'm so not a girly girl who screams, but that maybe would have done me in... it would have freaked me out and GROSSED me out for sure!!
ew!!
xoxox
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