you have to do a google image search for 'weasel poop'.
Because of something you found in your kitchen.
Now, I have nothing against Weird, per se. Weird is fine. Weird makes life interesting.
But when you have to get a new Hav-a-Heart trap (because the old one is too big and still full of skunkiness), and set it up in the living room, life has become a wee bit too interesting.
And it's going to have to be a two-step process. Step one is to set a baited mousetrap in the Hav-a-Heart, in order to catch a mouse, which will become the bait for the weasel.
Maybe I'll just pretend there's no weasel. Everything is Perfectly Normal, here.
Or maybe I'll just accept that it's good to have a creature in the house who catches mice. Our cat used to catch mice. Nothing Weird about that. There's just a tiny little invisible ferrety thing catching mice now, just like a cat. Perfectly Normal.
Yeah.
I swear, if Rod Serling shows up at the door, I'm going to slam it in his face.
Can you tame the weasel and keep it as a mouse-catcher?
ReplyDeleteYou just said the weasel hadn't been seen again!!! Oh boy!
ReplyDeleteYou have a very strange life.
ReplyDeleteI think Rod Serling would take a look at your house and run screaming the other way! I always love it when I see you've posted. I know I'm in for a good laugh. Aren't you glad your life is so entertaining?
ReplyDeleteI would keep the weasel. That way when you have visitors, and they hear/see/imagine anything odd, you can say offhandedly "Oh, that's just our invisible weasel."
ReplyDeleteReally, you've got a story straight out of James Thurber here!
The only issues I see with the weasel is house-training and your chickens.
ReplyDeleteOh, and the possibility of it bringing in a mate and little weasels! Then you can become a weasel lady instead of a cat lady. LOL
A weasel in the house? What could possibly go wrong?
ReplyDeleteFirst, it's one weasel. Then the weasel gets a girlfriend. Next thing you know, you're knitting baby surprise jackets for tiny little baby weasels. It's the circle of life...
ReplyDeletetrade you a beaver
ReplyDeleteDon't you have a local 12-year-old boy with a bb-gun?
ReplyDeleteI know, in the house... but how bad can it be?
I'm late to the party, but I need to say you're only allowed to keep the weasel if you can litter-box train it ;-)
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