Friday, April 13, 2007

The Continuing Saga of the Pet Rat

We still haven't captured Junior, but we know where she is. She's living in our sofa. There's probably enough crumbs in there to sustain her for a month.

We had company over and I had to tell them, "I'm sorry, you'll have to sit on the love seat as there is a rat in the sofa."

This is my life.

6 comments:

Margaret Mary Myers said...

When we say, "For better, for worse," we have no idea the things we're getting ourselves into, do we? :)

Maureen Wittmann said...

Ain't that the truth honey! :-)

Alice said...

Maureen, this may be the funniest story I have ever read on any blog!

Maureen Wittmann said...

It is funny. As much as these pet rats creep me out, I can't help but laugh :-).

Love2Learn Mom said...

I'd probably move the couch out onto the driveway until it left, but then again, we have REALLY trashed couches around here.

Some day I have to tell you the story of the chipmunk we had in our house. I never knew before that that a perfectly rational person could be so scared of a chipmunk running around that it could appear to grow in size when it got closer to me!:)

Maureen Wittmann said...

I think if we put the couch in the driveway, she'd still stay in the couch.

Thing is, she's a pet and the kids would kill me if I let her go in the wild. Plus my neighbors may not like it.

I'm thinking we should just let her have the house and we'll move out to the driveway. :-)