To boldly go

Erin sat at the computer nursing the baby while Joan (our useless cat) and I hunted for a mouse. It had just run from under the couch to the bookshelf in the corner.

Me: I think we've got 'im, Joan.

Joan: (lays down, starts purring)

I flushed the mouse out of the corner. It ran for the first dark space it saw.

Erin: Where is it?

Me: (dancing, kicking) UP MY PANT LEG!


movita said...

Useless Joan? Uh, the baby wasn't much help either.

Anonymous said...

Hey! Are all these stories true or just loosely based on reality?