I got up this morning at around 4:30am. This is my usual time. My husband has already left for work. I am in the refrigerator getting ready to make some breakfast and I hear this rustling. I turn and look into the dining room and my plant in front of the window is dancing all over the place.
Something is in my plant eating!!
Now I can tell you, nothing upsets me more than something being in my house. I ran to the phone and called my husband and said, you have to come right back home, something is in my flower pot. Now we have gone through this before and he knows how I am. He says, "Cindy, I am half way to work and I have already driven 40 miles, you are going to have to take care of this yourself. Be brave and go in and see what it is. I say, Yah Yah blah blah, I will just do that. We hang up the phone and I decide just to go over to my daughters house until he gets home later today. Then, it dawns on me, today is the day before Thanksgiving. I am having Thanksgiving at my house and I need to cook all day!
What am I going to do? I am sick to my stomach now, I certainly can not cook with something in my house. We caught two mice down in the basement over the last week and I just bet that is what is in there. Well, I tip toed into the dining room and turned on the light. That did not faze him, he just kept right on eating. Then I got the flashlight and tried to see what it was while standing in the kitchen and could not see anything.
I then decided to see if I could throw a garbage bag over the plant and take it outside. That is exactly what I did, I throwed the garbage bag over the plant and pulled the ends shut. Then I put that into another garbage bag and tied the end shut and put it on the front porch. I then pulled my pumpkin over and placed it on the end of the bag. It will now set there until my husband gets home and he can open it up and see what is inside. My plant is probably ruined and I have had that over 20 years, but I don't care, I want that animal out of my house!! I called my husband back and told him my heart was beating so fast, I will probably have a heart attack. He said he was very proud of me for being so brave!! Yah Yah blah blah!! I still think he should of turned around and came and got it!! Here is a picture of my bag.
To be continued tomorrow! What is in that bag!!
This post is by Cynthia Dickerson