This is one of my worst fears lately. My h told me to watch for black widows because he reached his hand under the sink to turn on the water when we just moved in and there was a black widow just sitting there. Blech.
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"I was thinking about getting off on demand, but it sounds like I should be glad that I didn't"
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"I was thinking about getting off on demand, but it sounds like I should be glad that I didn't"
I was telling my coworkers today that I'd rather have a spider in my house than a mouse.
I feel like I'm alone in this.
You're not. I would prefer this as well. Though that goes out the window when said spider is a fucking black widow. *shudder*
Seriously though, right before we moved out of our last rental, we learned there were mice in our pantry. I was so fucking disgusted and so happy to be leaving that place. There were cracks and holes all over that house and it was super easy for them to get in.
I was telling my coworkers today that I'd rather have a spider in my house than a mouse.
I feel like I'm alone in this.
You're not. I would prefer this as well. Though that goes out the window when said spider is a fucking black widow. *shudder*
Seriously though, right before we moved out of our last rental, we learned there were mice in our pantry. I was so fucking disgusted and so happy to be leaving that place. There were cracks and holes all over that house and it was super easy for them to get in.
Ugh, noooo.
Before I moved to this building, I lived in an apartment with a mouse problem. (Maybe that's why I'm scarred?). They would run across my kitchen counter at night and I could hear them. One died in my kitchen behind the microwave and I only realized it a few days later because of the stench.
Corral adorable mouse into box, release into outdoors. Kill spider with fire for its crimes against humanity.
YWIA
in my house:
scream incoherent things for approximately 4 seconds, husband emerges with tissue saying, "WHERE IS IT?" spider is eliminated.
spend 30 minutes convincing husband that NO, you cannot keep the mouse NO, you cannot hold it, NO GOD DAMMIT IT'S NAME IS NOT TIMOTHY PLEASE JUST HELP ME FIND IT AGAIN OR I AM NEVER GOING TO GET TIMOTHY OUT OF HERE.
You're not. I would prefer this as well. Though that goes out the window when said spider is a fucking black widow. *shudder*
Seriously though, right before we moved out of our last rental, we learned there were mice in our pantry. I was so fucking disgusted and so happy to be leaving that place. There were cracks and holes all over that house and it was super easy for them to get in.
Ugh, noooo.
Before I moved to this building, I lived in an apartment with a mouse problem. (Maybe that's why I'm scarred?). They would run across my kitchen counter at night and I could hear them. One died in my kitchen behind the microwave and I only realized it a few days later because of the stench.
You're welcome!
lol gross!
A friend was dogsitting for us. We got home and she was telling us how she went to open the pantry and there was a mouse just sitting on one of the shelves at eye-level, nibbling on a cracker. She thought it was cute. I wanted to hurl.
My damn hunting dogs were completely useless during this time.
Before I moved to this building, I lived in an apartment with a mouse problem. (Maybe that's why I'm scarred?). They would run across my kitchen counter at night and I could hear them. One died in my kitchen behind the microwave and I only realized it a few days later because of the stench.
You're welcome!
lol gross!
A friend was dogsitting for us. We got home and she was telling us how she went to open the pantry and there was a mouse just sitting on one of the shelves at eye-level, nibbling on a cracker. She thought it was cute. I wanted to hurl.
My damn hunting dogs were completely useless during this time.