But I slowed down.

So yesterday, as Cassie and I are cruising down 295 to the Bead store, talking talking talking, I see this little gray blur down by my feet. I look down and very quickly raise my eyes back up.

And it takes a full 3-5 seconds for it to sink in.

There’s a tiny mouse sitting by my foot. The foot that is currently working the gas pedal which is keeping the car at about 70 mph. On a busy highway.

I wouldn’t say I went into full shock. I recall conciously thinking that I should remain calm as I am in control of a speeding car, but if that mouse should touch my foot, I might lose it. I believe my exact words were, “There’s a mouse by my foot. There’s a mouse by my foot.”

Thank God it was Cassie in the car with me. She’s the only one I know who could calmly reach down, pick up the little mouselette with a scrap of paper, ask me to slow down, and toss it from the car. Thank you God. Or Cassie, as the case may be.

I called Neil to let him know that Cassie saved the day, but we might have a nest in our car, and he pauses and says, “You didn’t even pull over before throwing him out?”

Oops.

So for no reason other than that I promised you pictures, here you go.

Dashiell and Jessica at the beach last week. Can you stand the cuteness?

Cassie with Dash.

Taken with my laptop camera. This is the best of the few that we took and that ain’t sayin’ much. What’s happening with my hair?

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