October 1

It happened Saturday.

I was on the phone with my mother, and we were chatting away about my cousin’s baby shower, and the cake I am doing for it, when it happened.

The horror is almost to difficult to bear.

My son came in with my car’s air filter in his hand. I happily went on ignoring him, as I am wont to do when helloooo! I’m on the phone!!! When he finally could not stand it any longer, he nudges me and says “mom, do you know what this gray stuff is?? mom?? ” I give it a cursory glance because helloooo! I’m on the phone, and not only am I on the phone, but I am chatting with my mother about important stuff. Like babies, and cake, and how much $$ I am going to make.

Then the words that I didn’t want to hear, nor was I prepared for, came spewing forth from his mouth. “Mom, you have a rat in your air filter!” Instantly, my conversation didn’t matter anymore. A rat? There is a rat in my air filter? I have been driving a rat around in my vehicle?

OH…gag…blech…gross…sick…shiver…yuck…nasty…filthy…

eeeewwwww….ewwwwwwwww…ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

After being totally grossed out, all I could think of was how did it get in there? I have cats. It wouldn’t have come from my house. The neighbor has dogs, it wouldn’t have come from there. I know just where it came from. Someone must have sent it to me, and I know just who Applie you are.

I made the boy get all the fluff off my air filter, and please remove that nasty thing from my vehicle, but please before you do, take a picture. Because, let’s face it, it would make a great blog story.

Out he went with a pair of kitchen tongs. The husband just put on some latex gloves and manhandled that nasty thing. Yeah! Atta boy! You show him who’s boss!!!

If you are squeamish, please don’t look any further.

Did I mention nasty? filthy? gross? sick? gag? I just want you, my friends, my readers, my family, those dearest to my heart, to be sure you totally comprehend just how bad it was for me.

I need some chocolate!

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Just an average wife, mother, and homeschooling woman

17 thoughts on “October 1”

  1. Ewwww! You’re right. Chocolate, QUICK! I once had a mouse nest somewhere on my engine. It wasn’t discovered until they were done and gone… Ewwww! 😛

  2. EW! EW! EW!
    Poor girl. Eat some extra chocolate.

    How did D do with his fair entries?

    He didn’t place with his sour dough. Right now his apple pie is being judged.

    **Edited to add that he didn’t place. He used a recipe from King Arthur Flour. Judge thought that it was over spiced.**

  3. Oh, so this was the bad thing that happened Saturday. And there I was, on Saturday, thinking that something awful had happened to you! I am relieved that it was just a dead rat. (((hugs)))

    There was more, this was just the icing on the cake.

  4. Uggggggh!

    My parents recently had a problem too. When they were leaving the Prius in the at night, mice would go up the air filter (warm and cozy!) and they also would bring dog food up to the air filter too.

    Mind you, they got the car in August 2005, and the last dog died in July 2005. It was more than a year later when they had that problem… why in the world where they holding onto the dog food?! 🙂

  5. EW! EW! EW! <—- yeah that! CC, I would never send a dead rat to you; maybe a live one. I am; however, honored that you thought of me. LOL

    At least you had a couple of slaves to deal with it. shivers

    Why didn’t you have the kids disect it? Did it smell bad? And why didn’t you smell it in your car? The air filter of all places! 😀

  6. YUCK!!

    Forget the chocolate. Where is the funnel cake?? Do we like powdered sugar and cherries on our funnel cake?

    We like powdered sugar on our funnel cakes

  7. Poor baby. I had a cat crawl up on our engine once. You would not believe the noise they make when the engine starts up! That is a lots of chocolate time.

  8. I think that being told about it was bad enough but to have to actually see it…..that’s just not right at all. I can handle it here on line but I’m so thankful I didn’t have to see it up close and personal.

    Hope the chocolate helped.

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