So, I was in the garage this morning and we leave it cracked open to allow for ventilation, which means the cats (three) have access to it. So, I see three skinny black things, a couple of inches long each, and I ask the girls, “Are those kitty poos?” Their response was very calm and nonchalant:
“No, those are tarantula legs.”
You know they’re used to our country-style-living when they can respond like that!
2 comments:
LOVE it! I would have been screaming! Glad you are getting used to the country life.
Oh, and glad to see you are blogging again. I have missed you!
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