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weeks ago,
i was a little nervous about my
first night in the cabin here.
it'd been unoccupied
long enough for who knows how many critters
to establish
themselves and my cat companion, Biscuit, drools
with
delight
whenever she gets close
to me. i put a towel over
the blanket and she fell asleep on my chest. sure
enough,
a big
black rat scurried out from under the bed
and along the
stem wall next to it. i roused Biscuit
and pointed her at it,
hoping she'd respond. she
sure did! an avid ratter, she leapt into
action and
chased it out.
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today
sorta kicked my ass.
hot
season is upon us and i got
a lot done. the smell
of death is
common here but it's a drag
to
find the source at your feet
when
you're trying to
unwind in the
outdoor
shower at tail end of
a hard day—but it beats a
live one under the bed.
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