Voles
IT’S LATE (Yep. You’ve heard this excuse from me many times). I just uploaded 1,100 photos I took on our trip from my new camera and I have a few waiting on my old one that I took to Six Flags with us.
It’s been an adventure.
We left last Wednesday after work. Just our luck, I had a cold and Kevin had started puking that morning, so six hours in the car sounded pretty much like the equivalent of stabbing myself in the eye with needles just for fun. There’s not much I can say about the drive out there other than Kevin brought a clear bowl to use for emergencies but thankfully didn’t have to use it, I was able to drive and stay awake the whole time and we made it there alive.
So, thanks to Nevada and all it’s emptiness I have nothing to say about the actual drive out so I’ll show you my chat I had about an hour before we left.
Thrilling, I know.
Ashley says:
Hi.
Are you able to play “name this rodent” with me??
It’ll take a minute for the pic to upload, then for me to send it to you.
The mother in me couldn’t kill it.
I know, I’m terrible.
Aubrey says:
Did you really find a rodent and keep it!?
Ashley says:
I was mowing, and it scurried out from under the mower—in the long tramp grass…
I thought I’d injured it,
so I just picked it up.
It squawked at me,
and has long teeth.
Aubrey says:
That’s an Aubrey thing to do.
Ashley says:
Now before you open the picture and go telling me its a mouse…..
I don’t want to pick it back up again to get close ups….
it has two huge teeth on bottom, its tiny enough that I can tell its a baby–like its ears don’t look open,
and it has THE longest claws I’ve ever seen on a rodent.
Granted, it poops like a mouse.
Is it a mouse?
We have these things in our lawn sometimes, that dig it up–that look like moles, and I wonder if its a baby one of those or what.
Or a mouse and I’m just losing it and caring for a mouse that will only end up eaten by my cat.
Aubrey says:
that my dear is a baby vole.
Ashley says:
what the hells a vole??
Aubrey says:
like a mole.
just a vole.
Ashley says:
My heart is glad that I didn’t pick up a mouse.
Aubrey says:
I can just hear Aspen, “nooo mouse!” (Last few seconds of the bottom video).
Ashley says:
it squawked at me when i picked it up
then I thought, “what the hell am I doing?? I have a crying baby inside the house and I’m picking up a baby rodent!”
So there you have it folks.
You now know what a vole is.
(Don’t worry – I’ll give you a real post after all the pictures are uploaded. I have a lot of stories to share with you!)
That is an awesome post. Niel wants me to mow again tomorrow and you know if I do I’ll be on the look out for another rodent. Aspen did not find it amusing, pretty much “NOOOOO mouse” all over again!
Holy freak! I cannot believe you picked that up Ash. Ryan ran over a mouse mowing about a week ago and split the thing in half, didn’t realize it and picked up the tail later thinking it was a stick. We had had a picnic outside earlier and I was horrified thinking about it! I must say the vole is cuter than a mouse though!
haha! I can’t believe she picked it UP! eeew. But glad you got to your destination safely and nobody puked haha
I have never heard of such a thing…I wondered if you were just pullin’ a prank about “Vole’s”! I guess you weren’t.
Yeah, unbelieveable, I teach my kids not to pick up things like that, and read this post. Ash, you are lucky the dang thing didn’t bite you and give you rabies. You are the girl that cant kill a spider if your life depends on it, but then you touch that nasty thing, what the heck were you thinkin? Eww, dont ever do that again, Aubrey may say is a Vole, I say its a mouse. Very good post though I must admit as always.