Monthly Archives: January 2015

Let’s start the New Year off with a scurry?

Friends,

I hope you had a wonderful holiday break. If your house is anything like ours, you are probably thrilled to be back at work, school, or in whatever routine normally shapes your life. There are lots of things to share with you, but I only have time for one quick update.

Let’s file this under: “Yes, that really happened, and I’m still having nightmares about it.”

A few days ago, I sat on the couch in our family room. This is my favorite room in our new house. It is a lovely, cozy room, not too big, not too small, and it has our TV and a fireplace, which are two of my favorite things. This room is also open to the kitchen, so I can sit on the couch and have my coffee while I’m still too tired to actually sit at the table and interact with the rest of the family in the morning. We all like it this way.

I was sitting on the couch, reading (an impulse library choice, Crazy Rich Asians, which is a fairly amusing, if kind of pulpy, novel that was popular a year or so ago), when I heard a soft “plop” in the fireplace. Mr. Fly built a fire the night before and the burnt remnants of logs and ashes were still in the bottom of the fireplace. I thought, “Huh, it’s weird that the logs would still be settling now that they have been cold for a while.”

I went back to my book and read for a few more minutes. Until, something near the fireplace caught the corner of my eye. That’s right, something moving. I looked over and saw the tiniest brown mouse, scurrying across the floor. I did the only reasonable thing, pulled up my feet and screamed for Mr. Fly to remove the intruder immediately!

But just in case you are not grasping the full horror of this situation, let me be direct. That “plop” was a mouse. A MOUSE FELL DOWN OUR CHIMNEY. It survived falling down the chimney and then happily scurried towards the kitchen, to dine on the delicious assortment of foods that constantly lives below James’ high chair.

I’m not sure what the moral of this story is, beyond “A soft plop in any circumstances is probably not a good thing,” and “Let’s constantly have a fire so that any other mice that fall down the chimney are burnt up instantaneously.”

I hope you are having a wonderful, mouse-free New Year. Now, I’m off to investigate hypoallergenic cats.

Mrs. Fly

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