Nature

After shovelling my car out of a snow drift this morning, I noticed that there were a series of tiny, tiny footprints running back and forth under my car. ARGH. Rats. I hate hate hate them.

I would NEVER end up being the heroine of an Indiana Jones film. I would totally leave Indy to his fate with the creepy crawlies and would go off and find the neariest cantina serving martinis.

I also hate insects. Co-worker Nina and I have been trying to kill the world's largest fly that decided to make an appearance the office today.

I will never be mistaken for a Friend o'Animals.