Grammys Corgi Country

Last night I got to bed around 2:30 a.m. (I’m still trying to catch up on back emails and other stuff) and everyone else had been in bed for several hours, and were snoring their heads off… It was cold enough to be another “Three Dog Night.” Hubby has a sinus problem currently, and so, apparently, do all three corgis. I laid there for a while listening to the chorus of snores and almost got to sleep when suddenly a mouse started chewing on something in a drawer.

I was NOT happy! I REALLY didn’t feel like getting up to look for it so that it would shut up, so I laid there for another 10-15 minutes listening to the crunching get louder and louder (or so it seemed!) As I’ve mentioned before, we are surrounded by open fields so we get a lot of mice coming into the house and that is another critter war I am waging all the time. Sadie helps a lot, but she can’t catch them all, and this one really seemed to be building a condo or something in that dresser.

I finally decided to make some earplugs out of some Kleenex that I keep in my headboard, and got to sleep for a couple of hours, but when I had to get up for a bit at 5:30 a.m., and then got back to bed, that rotten little chewer was still working hard. I really hated to get up again, but prayed about it (I pray about most things lately) and felt that if I had left the big metal flashlight in the headboard above my head, and I got up right then and went and looked, I would be able to put it out of my misery.

Normally, THAT flashlight is not kept there, but after the other night without electricity, I guess that I had left it there, because I found it right where I had felt it might be, and sure enough, when I got up and went to the dresser, I heard it start chewing again, pulled open the drawer and there it was … a Humongous mouse staring up into the light. I ended up waking up poor hubby, but I stunned the little sucker and gave it to Sadie to take outside and dispatch.

It was my hubby’s dresser, and I didn’t take the time to find out what the paper was that it was doing such a good job of shredding, so I guess I’d better let him know so he can check… I know it had shredded some of the boxes of his collectible cars, so he’s not going to be a happy camper. I guess I shouldn’t have used the earplugs when I first went to bed.

Well, my DIL is still not doing well, and seems to be getting worse. I may need to fly across country to help my son soon. I hope that I will be able to keep blogging from there… Would you believe “Grammy’s NOT in Corgi Country…” or should it be “Grammy in Miami…” (Not really, Florida, yes, Miami no, but it sounds cute…)

May you win all your personal wars so easily!

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