whiski_sour | I'm not the only one who wants candy

My rat Ditty has fleas. Therefore she gets flea combed. After such an event takes place, Dad lets her wander on the furniture until she decides to put herself to bed. Now, Ditty is a tad bit nosey, so many times it takes her forever because there's just too much stuff to investigate.

Like tonight.

She jumps from one chair to another. Then jumps from that chair to the top of her cage. Wanders across it, confirming that it is indeed the top to her bed. Jumps from the top of her cage to the open window. Gets rare, valuable outside smells. Jumps from the window to the back of another chair. Wanders across it. Jumps from the chair to the sewing machine and investigates the bowl of Halloween candy.

Ditty then proceeds to grab a roll of smarties and drag it hell bent for home. She dropped it twice, but managed to get it into her cage, chew the wrapper open and eat at least one smartie.

My rat is now on a sugar high and bathing herself like she's going for a speed record.

Even my animals are insane.

Aside from mailing a package for

hobbitgal, I haven't done a damn useful thing all day. Tomorrow I don't have a choice. This shit has to get done.

In closing, I'm so not ready for nanowrimo.

Good night.