Midnight – 4th of july, 2012.
‘Twas the night before 4th of July, not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.
Well, not a mouse.
….but, there was a rat lurking.
That is right, I said rat.
The holiday started with a bang. Family dinner for four at an Italian Restaurant and then a 3:1 split. The three boys were off to Spiderman 3D in Imax and I was headed to Magic Mike with a friend. Which if you stay up to date with me and my doings, you know I was sooo looking forward to some girl time.
While my younger son pretended to shoot webs from his hand at dinner, I dreamed of all the tushies I would see according to my friend Lauren. Tushies! Man tushies.
After watching Matthew and Channing for some length of time mostly undressed, I came home pretty hot and bothered. While I was thrilled to find out both boys were SLEEPING, I did not take as much delight in the ENORMOUS rat perched on the fence of my backyard staring right at me.
The rat was not coming down from the fence (and he was bigger than my beagles). I could not let the dogs out. No way. Much to my friend, Jenny’s, disappointment I love the dogs AS much as my kids and I was not letting them near that rat.
Let’s just say that my hubby and I had a lot of fun and laughs getting the rat out of the yard, but it was not the post-Magic Mike fun that you and I are both thinking.
Upon examining the yard, we became concerned that the rat may be dead in our neighbors’ yard on the other side of the fence. They have an adorable white fluffy dog and are empty nesters – I had to protect their dog.
It was now 11:30 p.m. and I sent my husband to the neighbors’ house to alert them to the crisis. 11:30 p.m. and I look out my office window and spot my husband in the neighbors’ kitchen showing them the rat photos. They were unbelievably appreciative.
Here is to a much calmer and serene 4th with only the actual Fireworks to speak about.
note – it is against my being to post a picture of a rat on this here gorgeous website. If you want to see a photo, contact Henry privately.