florida and the breath of cherokee in me.

Sep 09, 2014 13:28

i went to florida last week. i believe this was my 29th visit. i went with my family. brian, two children. we met my father and mother there, in florida ( Read more... )

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emily_swank September 10 2014, 07:20:18 UTC
I lol'd many times while reading this. I'm sorry your cat pooped into a plug and in front of your vacuum before you realized what was happening.

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ms_pooka September 10 2014, 15:24:18 UTC
he actually pooped ahead of time, leaving me a little treat to find. ps: he also peed all over the air mattress.

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nickelchief September 10 2014, 21:12:33 UTC
This is without question the least interesting comment a person could make to a post like this, so it is appropriate that it should be me who makes it: that gross cat smell is very similar to a gross mice smell. We were tormented by it (what is wrong with our cats?!) until the true root cause was discovered. Stupid mice, who are evolutionary superheroes and can do anything they want.

We have cats, and have mice, and you'd think the occasional dead Gus on the bathroom floor would send them all a warning to fuck off. But we've learned that mice are smart enough to figure out how to get around the cat firewall and live among us all unseen.

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ms_pooka January 23 2015, 16:07:08 UTC
oh, goodness. i am a bit behind on my lj duties.

i think we did have something die in the ceiling or wall last year and boy, THAT IS A SMELL UNTO ITSELF. every now and then, i will hear tremendous scribble scrabbling over what i think used to be a garage and is now oliver's room. the thing is, there is no discernible atticy type space. for awhile, i assumed it was squirrels and birds on the tin roof, but then that smell. for days. and now the tin roof has been replaced and i will still hear periodic scribble scrabbling. thankfully, no repeat smell yet.

i think we also had mice when we lived in the condo, though i was completely in denial about it. something was chewing on soap under the sink and then pooping it back out. but we literally had six cats at the time. SIX CATS. every last one of them useless on the vermin front. except when it came to ozzy and geckos.

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