A mouse in my house and other stories

IRRITANT OF THE DAY:

Right now at this very minute as I am trying to think of something interesting to write for this entry, I can hear a varmint in the hall closet. That is where the hot water heater and furnace are, so there are little holes in the floor for the gas and water lines, and I can hear some nasty bastard scratching around in there. I am sure it is just a little mouse, but he sure is making a lot of racket.

There are bags of mouse killing stuff in there that work pretty good--maybe that is what I am hearing, him chewing on one of those bags. I hope he chokes on it. I also hope he is not something larger than that, as I draw the line at more than a mouse in my house. Do you know how loud a mouse in the closet has to be to be heard over two snoring Great Danes? Loud, just take my word for it.


INJURY OF THE DAY:
Young Voodoo has evidently taken a licking from someone in the pasture, and has a naked hock. He is a little tender and swollen. But it is Monday and as such, no wonder there is another injury. Who am I kidding, there is one every day. He will live--his hock is far from his heart.

CUTE BABY OF THE DAY:
Tango Lou Magoo is cute cute cute. I love her freckle on her snoot. Look how her little rooster mane sticks up as tall as her ears. I bet she is going to be a really nice grown up horse. Her pasterns are seemingly back to normal--at least the one I see is. Clearly though she needs her halter off, so if I get home during a day that is not freezing and there is some daylight, I guess Madison and I will strip them all off.

BROKE DOWN OLD HOSS OF THE DAY:

Nita is approaching her 28th birthday in a few weeks. She is still happy and healthy and asking for no special treatment other than some Strategy and fee choice hay. I love her.

FUNKY PIC OF THE DAY:

This is some baby with a curly mane--there is always at least one curly headed baby in the bunch. This year, I think there are two. I do not have any idea who this one is.

SURPRISE OF THE DAY:

I had a good work day--finished a brief (well got it to the secretaries, which means it is down to the last fine tuning nitpicking stuff); got a lot done on a monster case I have been working on and got it to someone who can point out where he sees some holes in the arguments and help me decide whether to break a few arguments into small pieces; talked on the phone to some clients, wrote some client letters---it was amazingly productive for a Monday. I even solicited some cases from other people in the office and only got one that turned out to be a conflict that will have to go out to another district--so got nothing done on it, except got it off the case list of my colleague. That is always good.

A few other matters settled as well, which takes a lot of the pressure that I have been feeling off of me. I cannot begin to explain how nice it is to leave work without a migraine from tension. I took my lunch hour around 5:30 and worked out for an hour, which was also really nice--if only because I WENT to the gym. I like this way to use my mandatory lunch hour--I get a lot done mid-day, and hate interrupting the flow I was on today to leave to eat lunch. So I do not do it It is also really nice to leave at the end of the day to work out, and call that my lunch hour---then I can do a few little things when I get back and it is all over and I feel like I did something. I can adjust to that.

GOAL OF THE DAY:

Take up water aerobics and use my lunch for that. I signed up for a weight loss competition starting in January but there is no reason not to get in the pool now. Besides laziness, I mean. There is always that.

It is amazing how much better I feel today than I have. Wow, what a difference.

uh oh---it got awfully quiet in the closet---do you think that mouse is in there plotting against me?