Jun 23, 2017
Charlie’s Angels seem totally content with the mouse nest under the glass of this machine.
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Charlie’s Angels seem totally content with the mouse nest under the glass of this machine.
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“Rainy Saturdays so often turned out this way. She could hear Mitchell in his room busily opening and closing drawers and making a great display of tidiness. She knew he was trying to make her look extra bad by being extra good. Amy understood this strategy, because she often behaved in exactly the same way.
Amy made a space on her desk where she quickly printed a sign, Welcome to My Mouse Nest, and with her crayons added a picture of a mouse peeking out from a hole with Welcome on a doormat. She taped it to her bedroom door before she closed it and set about straightening her room in a leisurely way. Amy hung up her dress and petticoat and stacked her music neatly on the bed, but somehow the faster Mitchell bustled about in the next room, the slower Amy worked. She was about to straighten her hair things when the sight of the scattered crayons on her desk tempted her to pull a sheet of paper out of a drawer and consider it a moment before she began to draw.
A lovely feeling of peace came over Amy. She drew a square box in the middle of the paper and added dials and knobs and a dozen rubbery-looking arms reaching out from the box. Each arm ended in a claw, and each claw held a picture of something she should have been picking up. One claw held a doll’s dress, another a sneaker, a third a plastic hair band. Around the machine she sketched her untidy room. Then she labeled her drawing The Handy-dandy Room Picker-upper, tacked it to her bulletin board, and felt as if she had straightened her room. And someday she really would. She would discard practically everything—all the old birthday-party favors and broken crayons and outgrown toys—and have a plain bare room like a pioneer girl, a room with a bed, a chair, and one treasured old doll. Keeping a modern room neat was too much work.”
When mice make a nest in the fan for your car's ac/heat.
I have an unattached garage and there's really no point in even trying to make it mice-proof, so I deal with this basically every year. 🙃
(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VlbAzcptfyE)
Found this cute mouse nest under my goose hut. The white feathers are from Goose himself.
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As preparation for a long, long drive, I took my car in for an oil change today. They showed me the cabin air filter, which was stuffed with shredded leaves, dandelion fluff, and little discarded feathers. It wasn't just sucked into my air filter, but pushed into the folds.
At some point, a mouse must've decided that my car looked like a tempting place to set up house, and started to make a nest in my cabin air filter. I've never smelled the telltale dead mouse stink, so clearly, it vacated before that became a dangerous prospect.
For reasons I don't entirely understand, the idea amuses me greatly, and I giggle every time I think of it.
“The trouble with, "A place for everything and everything in its place" is that there's always more everything than places.”
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