Seed Book

So this is the big bad monster that’s invaded my house. OK, this is not actually him/her/them (eek!) but one of his/her/their distant, perhaps more photogenic cousins, but you get the point. Soooooooo freaking cute.

Aaargh! (shaking my fists in the air because the cuteness is more than i can physically bear)

How could I possibly kill little Fievel here? Even if I got a cat, and the cat was the one who actually did the killing, how heartbreaking would it be to see Sheba the Destroyer chewing on this little biscuit?

And I did move into a house that’s in the middle of a field, so the border kind of crossed him, ya know?

But he/she/they are pooping in my cabinets.

Sigh.

Is peaceful coexistence possible? Will my soft heart mean that Boogsie and I succumb to the bubonic plague or the Hanta virus (whatever that is)?  Should I just set up a cage with a little gerbil wheel, food and water tubes so I can feed them and hug them and love them and call them all George?

Aaarrggghhh!