yikes - I saw a mouse last night in the apartment. I opened up the front closet to look for Foxy's vaccination records (I thought they might be in her travel bag), and there it was... looking at me. I freaked out and screamed at it. I also blocked Foxy, I didn't want her to see it, or go for it. I don't think she even noticed because it ran under the refrigerator & she didn't do anything.

So, I've been researching mouse traps. I'm going to try the d-con "don't see" traps and hope that I "do see" results.

Yuck. It pisses me off. I have to, HAVE TO, clean the crap out of my apartment & figure out how to keep things clean because the last thing I want to do is come across another one. I'm disgusted that my shoddy habits may have contributed to this event. (That's why I'll spend the next week trying to find any other rationale for it!!)

Oh, and the lady who's got the dog Sparky told me off this morning because Foxy wouldn't give back her stupid Kuz toy. She's right, I should take Foxy to a trainer, but F her. What does she think - those toys are "the crack of the dog community" as many people say. And what was her comment, something along the lines of "it's getting ridiculous"??

F her.

well, i'm finally starting to feel a little better today - I guess that's good. Just in time to go home. I wonder what Foxy is doing?

The big #2

The big #2 post that is. Hm... still not so easy. And who has time to write blogs?

the blog

Ok - here's my blog. It's where I'll put all my thoughts.
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Hm, it's not as easy as I thought.