I hate you, Hec.
I really, really hate you.
Especially because I don't think the mouse is hiding under the trash bag, which is the last place I saw it.
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I hate you, Hec.
I really, really hate you.
Especially because I don't think the mouse is hiding under the trash bag, which is the last place I saw it.
Unfortunatly, my cat didn't see me get rid of it, so he spent the next few hours franticly trying to find the mouse again.
I've seen our cat go berserk trying to catch a large moth flown in through the window (the ones in the apartment currently are tiny), catch it, eat it, then start frantically looking for the moth that he knows is hiding behind the pictures somewhere.... he saw it just a second ago....
Our cat is not bright. Pretty, but dumb.
I really, really hate you.
Well, I deserve that, I expect.
Especially because I don't think the mouse is hiding under the trash bag, which is the last place I saw it.
On the plus side, it's pretty much certain that nothing I say about mouse behavior is likely to occur. It is guaranteed that my mouse-ology is deeply suspect and by saying those things I have negated their possibility.
I think I just read too many kids books with mice protagonists to find them scary: Ben and Me, Runaway Ralph, Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH...
What was the one about the wind-up father-and-son mouse toy that gets tossed out and goes on a lengthy adventure, eventually finding their way to the bottom of the ocean, or something? They made an animated movie out of it, but I'm pretty sure it was a book first.
Okay, that's not a book about a mouse, but in fact a wind-up toy that just looks like a pair of mice, but Hec's list made me think of it.
by saying those things I have negated their possibility.
Schroedinger's mouse?
There is this fake British cooking show on PBS. I am pissing myself.
What was the one about the wind-up father-and-son mouse toy that gets tossed out and goes on a lengthy adventure, eventually finding their way to the bottom of the ocean, or something? They made an animated movie out of it, but I'm pretty sure it was a book first.
The Mouse and His Child - Russell Hoban, I think.
Schroedinger's mouse?
Eaten by his cat. Or was he?!?!
Say, if we're talking about musicians we never should have liked I can casually mention making out with Leif Garrett...
Of course. If you were in
Natter...
Well I guess we can all agree that I read Bitches before Natter now. Whoops.
The Mouse and His Child - Russell Hoban, I think.
I loved that movie, though I never read the book. It had a very surreal, dream-like quality to it. I've had people insist I was making it up when I've described it to them.
I did read Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH which was a really great book. I thought the movie was okay, but it bugged me that they felt they had to change her name to Brisby. It was during or not too long after the frisbee heyday, so I guess they thought kids would get too distracted by a main character whose name sounded like the popular flying disk toy. WhatEV.