Before I was born, my parents lived on a hillside in Sherman Oaks.
LOL Jeanne. As you know I hate to kill anything, almost anything. I consider mosquitoes and tics fair game. When we lived in Pennsylvania, next to a corn field, we had a mice invasion. After months & months of catching & releasing them (I will spare you the gory details) and vast amounts of food which had to be tossed….I reached into a drawer to get a wooden spoon when a mouse ran up my arm. I screamed & I swear the mouse screamed before running back down my arm. That day I’m sorry to say I called an exterminator before we had an electrical fire.
Off to work. I thought today was a national holiday.Clear so far, but I think we are expecting the rest of DR CILLALIZ's snow later this evening.
DR Jeanne: Today I will be a posting machine if it will get us closer to our goal!
But some of you may get sick of me in the process!
Those contrapuntal lines stick in your mind for weeks afterward.
Is it time for us to have out pastRies/chocolate yet??
Let's plan a field trip to see the play BITCH MACBETH. The title may resonate for some here.http://www.bricktheater.com/bitchmacbeth/
I, too, will go to great lengths to avoid killing any critters, but THERE ARE some exceptions.I almost screamed when I read about the mouse going up your arm.