The weather stopped me yesterday and grumpiness stopped me today. Grumpiness edged with tiredness and the morning beginning with a dead rat at the end of the bed which didn't augur well for the rest of the day. Ah well, there's tomorrow.
If I found a rat, dead, alive, walking on two legs at Disney World, I'd be buried so far under the covers for the rest of the week I'd suffocate rather than face the thing. It's not a gift from the cat is it? My cat used to bring me birds and bunnies-- which was plenty disgusting let me tell you.
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Is a dead rat better than a live one?
glass half empty or half full?
(either way, I need a refill)
If I found a rat, dead, alive, walking on two legs at Disney World, I'd be buried so far under the covers for the rest of the week I'd suffocate rather than face the thing. It's not a gift from the cat is it? My cat used to bring me birds and bunnies-- which was plenty disgusting let me tell you.
Ew! I get the grumps occasionally, but I don't get a whiskered rodent to go with them...the sea will still be there tomorrow.
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