I walked into my bedroom last night. My foot slipped and I almost landed on my ass.
George had barfed on the floor. If I hadn't been wearing slippers, it would have been a lot more disgusting than it was.
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I remember the time my mom stepped on a mouse.
ReplyDeleteShe was not a light woman.
A live mouse or a dead one?
ReplyDeleteStarted his day as live...had kind of a sudden flat ending to it.
ReplyDeleteShe saw him scurrying across the floor and freaked, did kind of an Irish jig trying to avoid him and nailed him good. I happened to be looking into the room when it happened, thought I'd die laughing.
Roadkill in the laundry room!
Now this is really something..sometimes slippers are responsible for us falling but in your case just the opposite? lol
ReplyDeleteFrankly, I'd rather hose barf off my foot than get it out of a slipper.
ReplyDeleteSkinny, at one time it was common to step on PART of a mouse at my house. We had a cat who scarfed down mice like popcorn, but hated liver, and he'd leave that...
Deadstick, having experienced the joy of removing cat barf from between my toes, I hav to disagree.
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