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Another fine WTF moment...
Jan. 18th, 2006 09:53 amVERY weird dreams last night involving a musty dusty basement full of "stuff", old furniture, clothing, dead bodies, and a very very large old house sitting above this nasty old basement. Something about figuring out how to move undetected through this house via the basement, but taking care to avoid the rats, the dead humans, and other hazards in the basement. It was me and some guy I don't know in real life trying to navigate this landscape.
(This weekend we watched the original Underworld movie and a few episodes of the old Tales from the Crypt tv series. I'm sure my brain was refilled to the brim with exciting creepy images which have now been programmed into my dreams)
Woke up this morning, made my coffee, breakfast, had my shower, got dressed and ready to take the dog out.
There's this doorway between the kitchen and the "laundry" area (where the furnace is, by the back door) that I have to cross to get to the bathroom, to the back door, etc. Something on the floor caught my eye (it didn't earlier in the morning). I looked at it. I looked at it again. I turned the light on.
Kai sniffed at it.
er... what the fuck is that...?....
looking closer
um.. er... oh.. *gulp*
While I did not perform a close inspection of the twisted offering it appeared to be the last mortal remains of a small furry rodent, rendered unidentifiable by it's small stripey feline foe.
My darling princess, the Feline of the Apocalypse, Queen Stripes, Vampire Kitten Druzilla seems to have taken a hostage from the walls (where she hunts at night), and she and the resident Feline Space Station (Spike-a-loo) separated the mouse into sections, depositing the remains in that spot on the floor for me to discover.
I tell ya, there's nothing quite so bracing as to find the hindquarters and assorted mouse bits on the floor and not being sure whether or not you had stepped on them earlier in the morning.
I'm glad that Zilla has finally caught a mouse, but I'm going to be SO glad when I'm out of this place. I don't really like the idea of her hunting in the walls down here.
(This weekend we watched the original Underworld movie and a few episodes of the old Tales from the Crypt tv series. I'm sure my brain was refilled to the brim with exciting creepy images which have now been programmed into my dreams)
Woke up this morning, made my coffee, breakfast, had my shower, got dressed and ready to take the dog out.
There's this doorway between the kitchen and the "laundry" area (where the furnace is, by the back door) that I have to cross to get to the bathroom, to the back door, etc. Something on the floor caught my eye (it didn't earlier in the morning). I looked at it. I looked at it again. I turned the light on.
Kai sniffed at it.
er... what the fuck is that...?....
looking closer
um.. er... oh.. *gulp*
DRU ZILLA!!!!!
While I did not perform a close inspection of the twisted offering it appeared to be the last mortal remains of a small furry rodent, rendered unidentifiable by it's small stripey feline foe.
My darling princess, the Feline of the Apocalypse, Queen Stripes, Vampire Kitten Druzilla seems to have taken a hostage from the walls (where she hunts at night), and she and the resident Feline Space Station (Spike-a-loo) separated the mouse into sections, depositing the remains in that spot on the floor for me to discover.
I tell ya, there's nothing quite so bracing as to find the hindquarters and assorted mouse bits on the floor and not being sure whether or not you had stepped on them earlier in the morning.
I'm glad that Zilla has finally caught a mouse, but I'm going to be SO glad when I'm out of this place. I don't really like the idea of her hunting in the walls down here.
