If you have read, My cats are trying to kill me,
Hear is an update to the story,.
Tazzy, has found a new way to disturb me,
I believe this somewhat gives him some glory.
He's discovered that we have a basement,
And found the home of a mouse,
Its high up in the ceiling between the rafters,
That's also the home of some louse.
To get to this new place to hunt,
He must jump onto a large stack of boxes,
They contained some collected ceramic dishes,
And a few of my stored Christmas boxes.
Then he has to jump up on a shelf,
He must pull some of the insulation out,
Its like watching an episode of Tom and Jerry,
Only its real and the production is in my house.
I was sitting upstairs in the family room,
Watching a little bit of TV,
When all of a sudden I heard a loud bang,
And wonder what the heck it could be.
I ran down the stairs into the basement,
Was stunned by the mess on the floor,
Tazzy was running around in a circle,
And chased a mouse up and down a board,
They ran back down, and around me,
And I headed screaming for the door.
On my way out of the dreary old basement,
I hear the ceramics hit the floor.
He did not catch that little mouse,
But he did pick up some flees,
They were all over his fur,
And started to bite me on my knees.
They quickly started to spread,
In the carpet and onto my bed.
I drove quickly to the store to buy some flee bombs,
From a suggestion in an article that recently read.
If you've ever had a flee infestation,
Then you know what I'm talking about,
