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Life in La-La-Land
This morning's conversation:
Me: "'Work, work, work. She'll never get her dress done!!' Where ARE those sewing mice? THe contract specifically stated 5 sewing mice from Jan 1 to Jan 8!!! And two birds!!"
John: "Yeah, about that. D'artagnan apparently can't distinguish between field mice and the cute, singing, sewing variety. The really sad part was when he horked up one of the little hats. I think the birds made it out OK, but they probably won't be back, contract or no."
So, for all of you waiting on those sewing mice... apparently my cat ate them.
Sorry.
Me: "'Work, work, work. She'll never get her dress done!!' Where ARE those sewing mice? THe contract specifically stated 5 sewing mice from Jan 1 to Jan 8!!! And two birds!!"
John: "Yeah, about that. D'artagnan apparently can't distinguish between field mice and the cute, singing, sewing variety. The really sad part was when he horked up one of the little hats. I think the birds made it out OK, but they probably won't be back, contract or no."
So, for all of you waiting on those sewing mice... apparently my cat ate them.
Sorry.