Monte, Peter and I were sitting in the living room a couple of evenings ago, visiting. It was so quiet and peaceful. Our neighbourhood generally is very quiet, with one exception. And that would be at five am and onwards as big semis thunder by to Quality Foods a couple doors down, loading them up for our consuming purposes. Other than that there is very little outdoor noise penetrating our house.
Back to the other evening, we were quietly sitting there enjoying each other's company when suddenly there was an extremely loud whomping and banging noise, LOUD. It almost sounded like it was coming from the kitchen.
Monte leapt up and zoomed into the kitchen and confirmed it wasn't there. I began to feel like it was coming from a neighbour. So he stepped out onto the deck. Less than a minute later he came back in and he was laughing, almost hysterically! He was absolutely cracking up, which later he admitted may not have been the most appropriate response to what he saw.
To understand why he was so inappropriately laughing I need to back up a few days. I guess when Peter was in one of the she, we or he sheds, he saw a huge rat run and hide. Oh jeez! So Monte went up to Canadian tire and bought two very large rat traps. I suggested he schmeer peanut butter on the trigger part.
A day or two later he went out to check the traps and the bastard had triggered them and licked all the peanut butter off. They are so smart! And being near QF I am pretty sure the rats have encountered traps before. So we decided that we would phone the spca the next day, get some advice and hopefully they would rent us a cage trap.
When Monte finally quit laughing he explained, "Well I guess we don't have a rat problem any more!!!" What???!!! Apparently the rat somehow got into the heat pump outside and managed to get himself up onto the upper part, where there just happens to be a very rapidly spinning large metal fan. Yeah. There were rat parts and blood all over. There was even one of his paws hanging off the wall. What a sad and sorry mess that was, no, is. I have a heat pump guy coming tomorrow to clean it up and check the pump out. Raticide. I almost feel sorry for the poor sucker. What a way to go. He must have been a biggun, it was an extremely loud death. (I feel obliged to put shovel list here)
Not much else to report. I still feel really good. The shot didn't affect me at all. The boys go swimming every day. Peter is being picked up by his Aunt from Nanaimo on Sunday. She is giving him a ride back to Victoria. He needs to deal with personal business and decide if he is going to accept the fish hatchery job. I certainly hope so! My personal opinion is it would be such a healing job for him. He will still be able to get out to either Victoria where his family is or Port here where his other family is! Anyway he needs to get it all sorted. Once again we go through Peter withdrawal.
I think today after Millie leaves I am going to unbox our new power washer and figure it out. Thanks to Myles we have a water hook up on the deck. So freaking handy!!!! I shall have a look for me gums so I don't ruin sandals and shoes and go to town. I am going to start on the stairs. They look like ghetto stairs right now. I might have to repaint them by the time I am finished.
You know I don't even remember what number of weekly challenges I was on. I shall go back and look. Even though I doubt most of us are doing them I am still going to put them on...for fun if nothing else. (there is a guy singing country music on tv at the moment distracting me...I freaking HATE country music! mindless blather.)
43. Take a hot soaky bath. Alrighty!!! This is one we can get behind!!
44. Take an online course and learn something new. Well I am going to include trying a new recipe, something you have never ever made before! Or, read a type of book you have never tried before. Both of those are good choices. Or...take an online course and learn something new!!!
Okay that's all the exciting news I have today. Take care, noodle and take an elder to lunch! TTYL
"Nowadays people write English as if a rat were caught in the typewriter and they were trying to hit the keys which wouldn't disturb it." Lillian Hellman
-I don't actually think that but I liked the visual 'as if'.
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