It was 7am, and there was a pounding at my door. As I threw myself out of bed, tossed on some Hello Kitty PJ bottoms, and thought to myself, "There had better be a fire" the boys stirred in their pre-morning nap. Opening my front door I see a very large man, and he asks, "Mam, do you have a mouse problem?"
8-Bit rounds the corner meowing loudly for his breakfast. Scratch peeps out from under the couch having heard the word "mouse". Me, "No."
Him: "Oh. I see you have cats."
Me: "Yes." (He's only getting one word answers because I haven't had coffee.)
Him: "Well how is it that your neighbors have mice and you don't?"
I give him a puzzled expression. I thought the answer to his question was obvious. Having three cats = no mice. It's the reason we domesticated them in the first place.
Me: "Cats."
Him: "Oh right."
8-Bit is now climbing up my leg into my arms because he wants attention. I realize now I'm going to have to feed him before I go back to bed.
Him: "Sorry to bother you."
Me: "Right. Bye."
People amaze me. They really do.
8-Bit rounds the corner meowing loudly for his breakfast. Scratch peeps out from under the couch having heard the word "mouse". Me, "No."
Him: "Oh. I see you have cats."
Me: "Yes." (He's only getting one word answers because I haven't had coffee.)
Him: "Well how is it that your neighbors have mice and you don't?"
I give him a puzzled expression. I thought the answer to his question was obvious. Having three cats = no mice. It's the reason we domesticated them in the first place.
Me: "Cats."
Him: "Oh right."
8-Bit is now climbing up my leg into my arms because he wants attention. I realize now I'm going to have to feed him before I go back to bed.
Him: "Sorry to bother you."
Me: "Right. Bye."
People amaze me. They really do.