ACK!!!

It never fails. Each and every time Ron goes to camp, something 'happens' that makes me wish he were here. I've lost power; I've had circuit breakers break; I've had major drips from pipes and faucets. This time -- this morning -- I found a dead weasel in the kitchen!

ACKKKKKKKKKK!!!!

I assume that Penny, good mouser that she is, is also a good weaseler. How else to explain the deadness of the damn thing. Hell, I don't even know how the animal -- dead or alive -- got into the house!

I took a few pictures of it to show Ron.

It comes as no surprise that to almost step on something like a dead weasel at 4:30 in the morning as I walked into the kitchen was as far from my mind as ..... oh .... walking on the moon. It's final .. er... resting ground, via a a swift toss from the dustpan, was the grass in the backyard.

Thankfully, Penny is fine. She has no bites; no sign of any trauma.

Today's weather - It's a gorgeous day. Downright balmy and very sunny.

Life lessons - I can turn off water to stop leaking faucets. I can reset circuit breakers. I can light candles to ease the dark. And now I can sweep a dead weasel from my kitchen floor and toss it out the back door without shrieking or wanting to throw up.