Princess Leia Freyja is getting very tricky. Not only did she bat a piece of very hot chicken around with her paw until it cooled enough for her to snork down, she has also grown into a champion manipulator. I was sitting on the couch, next to The Hunky Hubby watching a show before bed. Leia whined at me. She walked over to the top of the stairs and whined and whined and whined. So I got up to let her out, thinking that she had to potty. Leia then dodged around me, zipped across the living room, and jumped up into my spot on the couch. She curled up in a ball and looked at me like, “What? You were in my spot.”
Then The Hunky Hubby was playing chase with Leia on the lawn. She paused in the game to go poo, on the lawn. “No, Leia. Go poo in the woods!” The Hunky Hubby shouted. Leia looked up at him, finished pooping, and then trotted over to the forest. In the woods she squatted, pretending to poo, then she pranced up to The Hunky Hubby and looked at him with an expression that clearly said “Hey, where is my treat?”
We finally catch the last of the mice that invaded while we were gone on vacation. Four total. The problem, the sticky glue traps are incredibly enticing for other creatures besides mice. Both Princess Leia and Sweet Boy#2 were entrapped. It took Sweet Boy#2 over 30 minutes to wash the mouse clue off his hands, and the kitchen faucet, and the soap dispenser. Some even got on my glasses. After The Hunky Hubby removed the glue trap from Leia’s paw he had to put an old sock on her paw so that she would stop sticking to everything she stepped on. Thankfully, with the mice gone, the traps are gone as well.