
One time when I was little my grandma was over at our house and decided to help out by watering the garden. She somehow tripped and fell into the bed she was watering and got stuck in the bed with the hose pointed at her. We found her a little while later, she was ok. One of the best parts of the story is that she had to borrow a pair of my dad’s MC Hammer style pants to wear while her clothes dried.
My family had a cat for, well, longer than they had me. My dad caught it as a stray when he was in college. The cat’s name was Axel. She had a broken tail and was just about the toughest thing you have ever met. When I say my family had a cat, I do not mean that my family had a litter box or that the cat cuddled at night. Axel lived outside, roaming our large backyard and the bordering open space. We fed her every night and took her to the vet when she needed to go, but she wasn’t one of these cats that people confuse for human children. ANYWAYS, when axel was 20 years old or so and I was 10, she had a stroke which led to her death. Because we are obviously not cat
people, my family decided not to get another cat. This is where the story turns into a gardening disaster. As I mentioned, we have a big back yard that borders open space. We also have a big garden. When spring rolled around we planted our garden as usual. Mice ate everything. It was awful. My mom being ahead of her time, and a very eco-friendly woman did not use chemicals or anything like that to get rid of the pests. She heard that chewed juicyfruit gum shoved down the mouse holes would get rid of them. Needless to say my sisters and I spent the summer chewing juicyfruit gum and shoving it down mouse holes to no avail. The next winter we got a new cat.
My boyfriend was carrying a huge pot from the street to the back patio to plant a lemon tree in. It was already full of dirt and ready to go. He was almost all the way back when he tripped and fell and landed on top of the pot, which smashed to pieces and the dirt went everywhere. To add insult to injury he stepped in dog-doo that our neighbors didn’t pick up. Unfortunately he got rid of the evidence before i could take some really good pictures.What’s your story?
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