Also the most disconcerting--even moreso than the dessicated mouse I found with its tail stuck to a glue trap.
On the back and side wall of the garage is a high shelf that was put there by the previous owner. They'd left a bunch of junk up there, but again, I had so much junk of my own blocking that side of the garage that I had never been able to get up there and get that stuff down.
FINALLY did so Saturday.
Some cans of paint. A rubber toilet plunger. A tarp. The little red plastic gas can? I thought it was empty, but it actually had a few ounces of two-stroke gas/oil mix in the bottom of it. Hmm--what's this beside it in the Wal-Mart sack?
Fireworks.
Yep--for the past eight years, there has been a plastic bag bulging with fireworks in my garage, right next to a jug of gasoline.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at May 1, 2006 11:44 AMNo big deal as long as you flip your smoke butts outside the garage door...
Posted by: Nate at May 1, 2006 12:13 PMWell, I can, but you know how those mice are.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 1, 2006 12:15 PMHow much did you have to come down to move the mouse?
Posted by: jim at May 1, 2006 03:08 PMI just gave it away to the garbage can.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 1, 2006 03:14 PMI got a dead mole in my backyard that nobody (canine or human) wants. Maybe I should stick it out on the driveway.
Posted by: Sarah G. at May 1, 2006 03:56 PMJust be sure to put a hefty price on it so people will think it's worth a lot of money, but be prepared to dicker a while until someone finally decides to buy it.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 1, 2006 04:04 PM