“The mouse that hath but one hole is quickly taken.”

Lazy day is my mantra.

It was a restless night so I made up for it by missing a good portion of the morning. I slept in until 10 o’clock. About seven I let Gracie out, and she came back in at some point and joined me. She always has a morning nap. It’s already hotter than they predicted for today, but there is a nice breeze on the deck where I’ll go when I finish here. I have a new book to read called Children of the Street. Kwei Quartey, the author, is a Ghanaian and the mystery takes place in Accra. I read his first book, Wife of the Gods. It was okay, but I wished there was more Ghanaian English as it has wonderful peculiarities, but the books are fun to read as they mention familiar places. This one has some Hausa, the language the Peace Corps taught me.

Anther summer month has come and gone. If I were a kid, I’d be appalled at the back to school commercials on TV. We never went back until after Labor Day, and that’s still over a month away. No reminders were necessary.

Another mouse yesterday, but this one was still kicking. Gracie was making a ruckus in the dining room so I went to check and found the mouse. When I went to pick it up to get rid of it, the mouse’s legs moved. I should have known it was still alive as Gracie has no interest in one already gone to its heavenly reward. I was grossed out. I don’t mind dead mice, but I do mind half-dead mice. I called my mouser, my friend Tony, who came up and took the mouse outside. Tony was gentle and said he was sorry to the wee mousie. I don’t think it will survive, but at least it was outside and away from Gracie.

All my neighbors must be at the beach as the street is really quiet. I grew up in a neighborhood which was only quiet late at night. All day long kids played on the street or in the backyards. Mothers yelled out back doors for their kids to come in for lunch or dinner, and every kid who jumped through a cold sprinkler squealed. At night, you could hear the TV’s from the different houses and even see the wavering black and white screens through the windows. I remember the sound of snow on empty stations. I know now it was static, white noise, but back then it was a little mesmerizing with its sound and flickering dots. I figured it looked like a giant snow storm which is why it got its name.

I’m ready for lunch. Today is hummus.

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10 Comments on ““The mouse that hath but one hole is quickly taken.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    Really warm and sunny over here today with a gentle breeze that made it rather nice. I had planned to go to Falkรถping to buy what I need for the last wall on my cottage. But when I was leaving I looked at my plum tree and something looked wrong somehow.

    The branches are hanging low because of all plums hanging on them but this branch, or perhaps I should write stem, was lower than usual. In fact it was lying on the ground ๐Ÿ™‚ So instead of going to town I brought my chainsaw and started working in the heat.

    I donยดt know how many hours I worked but when finished I thought I might as well mow the lawn. I know Iยดll pay for this tomorrow ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

    Teodor found a mouse as well and played with the poor thing by the pond. At first I thought I would save the poor animal but then I know it just would move in with me and the rest of its family ๐Ÿ™‚

    It was never quiet where I grew up either and the walls were thin so even if no windows were open we still could hear what was going on in the closest apartments ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

    Have a great day!
    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I tried to live without the air conditioner today but it was hot and Gracie was inside panting.I did nothing constructive today unless you let me count my shower.

      I doubt Gracie’s mouse survived either, but I did have some hope.

      We lived in a duplex but never heard the people next door.

  2. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    It would have been even more mesmerizing if we had known back then that some of that white noise was background radiation from the Big Bang. I don’t know about anyone else but I would’ve been seeing aliens in the test patterns. ๐Ÿ˜€
    That was one of the nicer traits of my old dog Tegan. When she got a mouse she would kill it quickly and take it outside for disposal. The cat was just the opposite. Play with it until it expired from fear and exhaustion and then leave the little body wherever it stopped moving. Rocky doesn’t kill things. He just watches them.
    Today was errand day. Dog food, yarn, bill paying (yuck). It started out hot and sunny and now it is warm and cloudy.
    Enjoy the rest of your day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I figure I would have thought the Big Bang had something to do with July 4th. When I got older, you’re right: mesmerizing is a great description. Maybe that Indian was really an alien in disguise.,

      Cats always play with their prey. The ones I find dead never have a mark on them. The cats scared them to death is what I always suspect. The dog tries to use her paw to play with them, but the mice are a bit tiny for that.

      Today was a do-nothing day. I actually paid my bills over the weekend, got dog food then and some cat litter. I do have a bit of shopping and tomorrow is sump and teeth cleaning day. I guess I’ll do it all and ruin the day.

      The AC is on!

  3. Zoey & Me Says:

    I remember catching my Dad asleep on the couch and the TV screen had a sign off picture in the B & W days. But it’s true for kids growing up back then. When we sneaked out at night the entire neighborhood resembled adults asleep on the couch. Through the windows were the snowy screens or light shows popping against a living room wall. The night air was always brisk as I remember it and fire flies were everywhere. We used to hide in a neighbors tent and play cards. Our parents rarely caught us and I know mine gave up when summer arrived, it was for the kids regardless.

    • katry Says:

      Z&Me,
      My dad always fell asleep on the couch. In the winter it was with his cuddly, his blanket, and in the summer it was in his shorts. The TV was always on, but if you turned it off, he work up.

      I remember when I was a kid I stayed up until the TV went dead for the night. I felt so grown up because it was so late. I heard the patriotic music, saw the jets flying and then came the test pattern. It wasn’t very late back then.

      The lights were mostly out in the living rooms back then so the flickering black and white TV’s were all we saw. I still remember those nights.

  4. Bob Says:

    As a kid we would always visit my grandmother’s house in Brooklyn NY in the summer. She had no air conditioning and we went to bed as soon as it was dark with the windows wide open. My grandmother’s neighborhood in the 1950s was in transition from a neighborhood of immigrant Italians, Eastern Europeans and Germans to African Americans who had moved north after WWII seeking better jobs. The children of the immigrants had long since moved out to Long Island and New Jersey.

    The sounds that came into the windows included a wonderful blend of TVs, Calypso music, Jazz and Rock music. I could hear various stoop conversations from the street forming a mixture of accents, laughter and screaming until I feel asleep listening to the din.

    Today the temperature in Dallas reached 107 degrees. That makes 31 consecutive days at or above 100. The record is 46 consecutive days, which was set in 1980.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      I love your description of the sounds you heard at night from the windows in your grandmother’s house. My grandparents lived in the city, and I always thought it was a remarkable place with the houses so close together, the stores on every corner, Italian ice and slush and Italian bakeries which sold cold pizza as well pastry.

      I lived in Africa where I don’t think it was ever that hot for so many days. I’d be living in my AC.

  5. Rick Oztown Says:

    Kat, you’re correct about how TV snow got its name. I was thinking the other day how it is essentially a thing of the past. Turn a digital TV to a channel that has no signal: no snow. Pretty soon, kids won’t know what it is/was. We get along with satellite TV and a 20 year old Sony TV that still works fine. It weighs almost 200 pounds, so when the wife retires and we move back to Austin, it will GO, unless, of course, it retires early.

    One of these days, even satellite TV & cable will give up on sending out signals that older TVs will recognize. I don’t really have a clue when that will be. I first thought 2012, but I haven’t heard anything about that. Already, we miss out on parts of words and names in credits and other text on the screen. Nobody cares to tailor the images any more. They just lop off the sides and we live with it. We are no longer the coddled majority. Odd to think of the end of analog TV.

    Pax,
    Rick

    • kat Says:

      Rick,
      You are so right-no snow! The channel announces it is unavailable.

      I have cable and without it I would have 1 channel.When my last TV finally died after 20+ years, I bought an HD. I never buy a newer model until the old one goes to appliance heaven or I can pass it along to someone.

      My old TV in the bedroom had to have a special cable box or it would no longer receive a signal. Soon enough my entire world will be obsolete.


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