Thursday, September 29, 2011

Polly the Hunter

this post is dedicated to Mercy, who really enjoys talking about pets...love you Mercy...


Polly, watching Baby Einstein with Landis.
We pride ourselves on having smart pets....
The other night, after staying up rather late not wanting to go to bed without my husband (who was out of town), I finally retired for the night (does anyone ever actually say that anymore?) and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Casually, I opened the cabinet door, only to discover I wasn't the only one retiring for the night. Lo and behold (I actually do talk that way), there was a huge, ugly cockroach apparently already brushing his teeth with my toothbrush!

In any normal circumstance I would have jumped up and down and screamed for Luke, who would have come to my rescue and killed that nasty thing. But, if you will remember, he wasn't there. Hence, I shakily tried to smoosh that thing with one of the hairspray bottles, only it slithered out all creepy like. So I slammed the door, screeched, jumped up and down, and grabbed my purring, innocent, fluffy kitten. She's an amazing little bug hunter, I tell you, so this was a job for her.

Stealthily, I opened the cabinet door, and threw in the kitty. Yep, some might think that was mean. But what's the good of having a kitten if you can't use her in time of need? At first, she fell out. But not without a glimpse of that sucker, and seriously, she jumped straight up and back in (like 3 1/2 feet up), and promptly returned with the fatso hanging out of her mouth. Holding her head up high, she jumped down and pranced out. Seriously. She did.

And I shut the door and washed my hands. Oh, and I threw my toothbrush away and got a new one.

Moral of the story: Obviously....always have a back-up toothbrush.  And maybe spray your house for bugs, especially during a drought. 

4 comments:

Denise said...

LOL! I have a great bug guy, let me know if you need his number. I love how efficient your cat is. And how you talk. I need to go retire myself. And I can not tell you what a comfort it is to know I am not the only one who stays up late when my hubby is out of town. :)

Kimberly said...

I have to tell you...I read this post yesterday morning, and last night when I went to brush my teeth I found a roach hanging out near my toothbrush. Of course your story was fresh on my mind and I immediately figured that if the roach was that close to my toothbrush he had either already been in contact with the bristles or was thinking about crawling on them. I told Jeremy I needed to throw the toothbrush out because of your story. He said, "we can't do that, that's a $30 toothbrush." So, he washed it and handed it back to me. I refused to use it still. Roaches are so gross!

Dre Legit said...

you are SO freaking funny. I miss you so much. :) And I think that cat is that good because she watches baby einstein. :)

Maria Carpenter said...

This is hilarious! I can so relate, living in Florida. Nathan has found one on his toothbrush as well. Guess we need a cat!