There are times when my husband travels for business. This has been going on since the dawn of time, so it is quite typical in our household.
It never fails that when he leaves the state, something happens at the farmette. Be it sick kids, runaway cows, dead car batteries, it never fails that something happens. At this point I have just come to expect it.
So, last week we had made it 'til Wednesday with no event of any kind. Really, I had been waiting, essentially expecting, something to happen. I was beginning to think I was off the hook.
I woke up that morning and went in the kitchen to fetch my cup of coffee and I heard a noise. A noise at the edge of the refrigerator that could only mean one thing....I had a mouse on a sticky pad.
Victory was mine.
But, then I heard another noise. Something strange and hissing. And, I took a second look. The tube that feeds water into the ice maker was stuck on the mouse pad. When I moved it off the pad water started spraying everywhere.
That mouse had chewed a hole in the line.
Although the mess was cleaned up in due time and I repaired the line when I came home from work, I learned one important thing.....
Mouse Karma is real.