Ornery Critters

Thursday, September 1, 2011
In which critter patrol is called out once more, out of season…

It was the first of September.
And the highs for St. Louis were looking at 103.
Unbelievable.

Puck began his day with growing pains. Collette rubbed on the arnica while Puck mused…
“That growing pain thinks my leg is his home. But it’s not. It’s the trash can.”

In the mid-morning…
Puck found Collette’s two-or-three-week-lost engagement ring under the couch cushion.
And Carrie called to say that her poor hair was breaking off. Emergency measures were likely necessary.
Pwned two spiders before lunch.
And when Puck could not eat ‘another wink’ of his grilled turkey and cheddar sandwich, it was time for another Quiet Hour…
“What’s inside rock, Mama?”
“More rock.”
“So much rock, you can’t believe your eyes?”
“That’s right.”

The afternoon…
Trapped a wasp. Freed it… against better judgment.
Classic 99.
Word of possible milk, egg, and soy allergies on the old home front. Always something going on…

Evening…
Another spider kill. This time on the back patio.
Seeing as wildlife seemed to be somewhat on the fritz, Collette declared all-out war in the bedroom and went charging in with wellies, the broom, and a bottle of orange stove-top cleaner. Always seemed to do the trick.
And OLeif was out that night with his buddies, talking motorcycles.
The day’s work was done. So an attempt to complete the last of the entire Cosby Show series. Didn’t quite make it…
Another spider kill when OLeif returned. Fell right down from the ceiling. What was the world coming to.

Friday would be busy.