Today and Yesterday

I won't even mention the Rays game this evening.  Suffice to say I hope for a win tomorrow.  Now on to the rest of the day.

The day started out on a happy note and just got better and better as the day went on.  I opened the drape about noon and there was a squirrel sitting on the back of the green bench on the patio.   It was as close as I have ever been to a squirrel.  He was looking in the window as much as to say it's time to eat.  I think the food put out for the squirrels was all gone and he was begging for his lunch. 

The way he was positioned on the back of the green bench I could only see his face and body not his tail.  I thought at first it was a plain ordinary rat.  He must have picked up on my thoughts because he flipped up his tail as much as to say "it's a Squirrel mam."  I was relieved because I can't stand rats. 

I have had two experiences in my lifetime with rats.   The first was when I worked at the local newspaper back home.  I worked in the Circulation Dept. and folks would come in and want a copy of an old edition of the paper and I would have to go to the basement to get it for them.   I would have to go through the room where they kept the huge rolls of paper used for printing.  Some how in shipping these rolls of paper there came rats, also white, as big as cats and they would be scurring around like it was a play ground down there.  I never got off the bottom  step.  I would ask one of the workmen to get the copy for me.  I only worked there about 6 months until I found a better job.  I liked the job as long as I was upstairs in the office but I could not stand those rats.

The next rat episode came when we moved out the road to a home my Husband built for us.  It was built on a hillside and next to a plot of land that was covered with trees and a wooded area.    You guessed it loaded with Field Mice.   Most of them found a way to get into our home.  We were all sitting around watching TV and I saw something run in front of the TV.  If you are like me you might think you did not really see anything.  But I did and not just one but five that evening.  We set a trap and since I did not have any cheese I used chocolate to trap them.  My Mom told me about the chocolate.  Can you believe even rats like chocolate?

No more rodent stories.  Hope I don't dream of any tonight. 

Love and prayers from here to there