Not My Problem

1. Yesterday, I went to see my friend’s new puppy.
2. We took him for a walk.
3. He is not good at going for walks. He got distracted by something in the grass and would not walk with us.
4. He was after a bald, dead baby bird in the grass, which he picked up in his mouth and then started running towards us.
5. I screamed and ran down the street, while my friend tried to make him drop the bald, dead baby bird.
6. So gross. NMP. We did not let him lick any of us after that. The bald, dead baby bird is probably still in her front yard.

I had to get some paper plates, so I went to open the cabinet in the kitchen.  The cabinet was taped shut and someone wrote “Do not open” on the tape.  I found out the kitchen has mice.  Not my problem, I’m only there part-time.

This happened at my house, too.  I would sit on my computer reading my tumblr dashboard at the kitchen table and I heard rustling in the cabinet behind me.  It was a mouse eating my candy canes.  We taped it up and put traps in there.  He’s gone now and so is my food.