Something truly disgusting

There is one thing I really can’t stand and that is mice. I cringe just thinking of them. Unfortunately we have a mice nest in our shed and Reinout refuse to put poison out in case our dogs (and cat) will find it. Fair enough, but don’t let me see the dreadful creatures.  You can probably see where this is leading. I was getting ready for a walk in town with Victoria and put on my boots. But the second boot was a bit tight and I could feel something was stuck at the end of it. It also smelled horribly. Like something had died in there. I had a bad feeling something actually had, and I turned the boot upside down and dead mouse fell in front of my feet. I screamed. Not just any scream, but one of those ear piercing, heartfelt, I am dying screams. The whole house was alerted, Victoria, Reinout, Caroline our cleaning lady and the dogs ran to my rescue. I pointed at the revolting creature that haplessly lay there on the floor. Cecile wanted to play with it, but Reinout was swift in his reaction and picked it up in it’s tail. I was having a fit, feeling my breakfast I had some 4 hours before reaching my throat.

As I was just about to leave and didn’t have another pair of boots to wear I changed my socks (they stank), sprayed some perfume on the boots and left for town. But everywhere I went I could feel a faint but nauseating smell of dead mouse leaving a trail after me. Luckily I managed to find a nice pair of boots on sale (I had a good excuse for some emergency shopping) and the mouse boots….they are now with the shoemaker. I asked them to do a complete overhaul, especially on the inside. The shoemaker looked perplexed at me and then at the boots…I knew what he was thinking, they were oozing and I made my immediate excuses. I think I will leave them there until the New Year.

A new pair of brown suede boots…lucky me!

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