One of the dogs ate Garry’s mouse. It was a Logitech mouse, not the furry kind. He or she didn’t totally destroy it … just enough so it stopped functioning.
A little bit of gnawing makes the USB go down.
I did warn him about putting his computer et al where any of our dogs can conveniently grab a small piece, but Garry never believes me until the item needs replacement. At least mouses are cheap. It could’ve been worse.
It was just the mouse, not the computer. It’s not that our dogs are big chewers, but a dog with nothing to do? Well, that looks interesting. Let me put my jaws around it and see what happens. Since it didn’t squeak or try to run away, it got dropped for something more entertaining, but one chomp was enough.
Another has been ordered. Nothing can kill a Logitech mouse except too frequent dropping — and a dog with teeth.
And now for the rest of the story!
Questions This Week:
Did you have to help out with chores when you were growing up? If so, what were you assigned to do?
Yes. Dishes, general house straightening — but first, foremost, and worst of all (and I hate it to this day) ironing. I really hated ironing. I only got good at it when I started collecting dolls and had to iron their tiny dresses. At least I knew what an iron is and how to use it.
Have you ever researched your family tree? What do you know about your family’s roots?
Slightly. I don’t have enough information to get very far.
What’s your cure for hiccups?
Holding my breath, then swallowing at the same time. It usually works.
What makes you roll your eyes every time you hear it? Either figuratively or literally?
Grammar! FEWER, not LESS as follows: If you can count’em, it’s fewer. If you have to scoop it with a shovel, it’s less. There are always fewer people, not less.
There may be fewer GRAINS of sand, but less sand overall.
Share gratitude, a positive moment or experience from 2019 so far.
Birds. I really love my backyard birds.
Otherwise, it hasn’t been a great year. Trump’s government shutdown is going to delay tax refund checks … which I was counting on to help repair the house. And meanwhile, all those miserable people wondering how they are going to make the mortgage! Horrors.
I don’t think this counts as a positive moment, experience, or something for which anyone should feel gratitude. Sorry about that.