Feb. 26th, 2007
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Feb. 26th, 2007 07:38 pmPeach Creamsicle:
1/2 c. frozen peaches
1 oz. vanilla vodka (preferably left in the freezer at least overnight
1/2 oz. lemon juice
1/2 c. vanilla soymilk
Put in a nice strong blender until smooth.
Tasty, but it needs something...hm. What spices are good with peaches? Maybe some spiced rum would be better. This requires, uh, more research...
When we came home from Nicholas' (mmmm...stuffed grape leaves) I noticed something on the kitchen floor. At first I mistook it for a little plastic toy rat I have, but that's in the real rats' cage, being ignored.
That's when I realized it was a tiny dead mouse. I picked it up by the tail and held it in my hand--definitely dead. Its eyes were half-closed and it didn't look injured. It was sort of perfect-looking. It had very soft fur.
At first Jarrod and I were kind of making jokes, but then I started to cry and couldn't stop. I'm not sure why--part of it is that it's been a really emotional day for me (Jarrod and I have our ten-month anniversary today, and began the day with a fight, just for starters). Part of it is that it looks so much like my own baby girls, just so much smaller and a different color.
We're pretty sure that Lucy got it--she was staring at the baseboards of the kitchen, and Jarrod says she's been doing that for a while. I wonder if it's one of the critters that's been in our walls that we've heard off and on for months. It always sounded like something bigger than a mouse. I'm not mad at Lucy at all, she was just doing what cats do. Not to mention, that as I said to the mouse as I wrapped it up and put it in the garbage bin, "I hope your ending was quick, because surely it's better than freezing or starving to death."
When I was still crying I went and sat in our room and looked at my ratties' cage, and said, "You four have no idea how good you've got it. You'll never be tested on in a lab. You'll never live in a sewer and eat garbage. You'll never be chased by predators or caught in a trap. You'll live your happy lives being loved and cared for."
1/2 c. frozen peaches
1 oz. vanilla vodka (preferably left in the freezer at least overnight
1/2 oz. lemon juice
1/2 c. vanilla soymilk
Put in a nice strong blender until smooth.
Tasty, but it needs something...hm. What spices are good with peaches? Maybe some spiced rum would be better. This requires, uh, more research...
When we came home from Nicholas' (mmmm...stuffed grape leaves) I noticed something on the kitchen floor. At first I mistook it for a little plastic toy rat I have, but that's in the real rats' cage, being ignored.
That's when I realized it was a tiny dead mouse. I picked it up by the tail and held it in my hand--definitely dead. Its eyes were half-closed and it didn't look injured. It was sort of perfect-looking. It had very soft fur.
At first Jarrod and I were kind of making jokes, but then I started to cry and couldn't stop. I'm not sure why--part of it is that it's been a really emotional day for me (Jarrod and I have our ten-month anniversary today, and began the day with a fight, just for starters). Part of it is that it looks so much like my own baby girls, just so much smaller and a different color.
We're pretty sure that Lucy got it--she was staring at the baseboards of the kitchen, and Jarrod says she's been doing that for a while. I wonder if it's one of the critters that's been in our walls that we've heard off and on for months. It always sounded like something bigger than a mouse. I'm not mad at Lucy at all, she was just doing what cats do. Not to mention, that as I said to the mouse as I wrapped it up and put it in the garbage bin, "I hope your ending was quick, because surely it's better than freezing or starving to death."
When I was still crying I went and sat in our room and looked at my ratties' cage, and said, "You four have no idea how good you've got it. You'll never be tested on in a lab. You'll never live in a sewer and eat garbage. You'll never be chased by predators or caught in a trap. You'll live your happy lives being loved and cared for."
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Feb. 26th, 2007 09:59 pmThey love soy yogurt. What can I say. *lol* The little sound I'm making is the noise I make now instead of that horrible squeak toy that made them flinch so much.
My babies! So kyoooot!