“The ramblings and grumblings of author Ad Hudler”

Unfortunate Timing
Thursday, August 20, 2009

My wife left for work the other day but instantly came back inside from the carport: "Can you come out here, Ad? ... LOOK at this!"

"Why isn't that mouse moving?" she asked.
I replied, "It's not a mouse, sweety, and you've run over his tail. Poor little guy's stuck."
And stuck he was. He had decided to cross the driveway at exactly the same time that Carol rolled into the driveway 36 hours earlier! I hate rats, but I honestly felt sorry for the little guy. Lord knows the extreme vulnerability he'd experienced ... including a visit from our cat, Mitchell, who gently rubbed noses with the guy. (Note to self: Get myself a REAL cat)
Anyway, when Carol started the car, the rat started to shake in fear, probably thinking his end was very near ... but then she rolled backward, and the rat jumped a foot into the air, then scampered away.
I called my mom to tell her about it, and she said, "Well, he wasn't a very smart rat. Most rats would have gnawed off their tails to escape."
Indeed. And his momma forgot to tell him that when you play dead you're supposed to LIE DOWN and close your eyes ... not stand there upright, frozen like a statue, with eyes open.
A daily lesson of Darwinism.


Blogger Carla C. said...

Survival of the flattest!

August 20, 2009 at 7:45 PM  
Blogger Ad Hudler said...

LOL, you crazy Kentucky gal!

August 20, 2009 at 10:08 PM  

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