Enough with the Commando rodents already!
Remember the MacGyver Mouse? Well, the other day I was leaving for work in the morning, and while I was locking the door, I heard a sound to my left from up above. It was one of those sounds that you notice, but don't think about at all. A few seconds later, out of the corner of my eye I saw something black fall down and hit the ground about 2 feet from where I was standing. I looked down to see what it was, and it was a black squirrel which presumably had dropped down off of the roof.
I of course screamed. Not due to fear of squirrels, just a "something suddenly appears in front of me that is totally unexpected" shock scream. Like when you open a door not realizing that someone is standing in the doorway on the other side.
Luckily it was just after 7 am, so nobody in the neighborhood partook in my blood-curdling utterance. Except for the squirrel. I think I scared the sh;t out of it - because it immediately shot up the brick wall beside the front door and ran across to the other side of the roof.
Somerset is keeping an eye out to see that it doesn't come back:Anyways, I have to go. This is the second night in a row that I got paged to head back to the hospital just as I got home at 7:30 PM. It's like there's some kind of tracking device on my car. Normally I do 7 days straight on call, and by the 5th day I'm ready for a break, by the 6th day I am really getting sick of the whole thing, and on the 7th day I CANNOT UNDERSTAND WHY EVERYBODY IS PESTERING ME!!!! It's like a really bad case of PMS. I even woke up with a big pimple on my forehead today. Of course, this week started last Saturday at 5 PM, and doesn't end until Monday at 7 AM, so I am getting bitter about any
I hope she comes home soon...the food dish is empty...