A big, big shout out to JustMe who read my cry of distress at Hallie's blog about getting the snakes/rats out of my mind and commented on Hallie's blog that the Patron Saint I was begging for was St. Patrick! I haven't had a lot of time to explore her blog but it looks like a awesome place to be. Thanks for taking the time to reply.
So I called on St. Patrick and just as I was feeling better than the Ambien CR WOULD work last night THIS appeared on my Fox evening news channel last night!
What it doesn't say is that the mattress was manufactured in California and they feel what happened was the intruder inserted himself into the mattress as it was being made at the factory and somehow made the trek from CA to NY somewhere on Long Island.
Do you know what this MEANS?
I will NOT be in the market for new mattresses in this lifetime and, quite frankly, ANYTHING that I can't check out to ensure that tresspassers aren't in them before I leave the store simply will not be purchased.
I think Hallie has connections at Fox News and made sure this story was played during my evening news viewing hour.
Could be because I threatened to send her a plethora of spiders.
But when I said that, I hadn't had my morning coffee and I was still shaking, rattling and rolling from just having read her Wednesday blog.
But St. Patrick...a heads up, Oh Divine Saint.
Keep all vermin out of factory-made enclosed items.
Or I WILL put you on speed dial on my cell.
Ask God...I bombard Him enough with requests.
You really don't wanna go there.
I'm making the dachshunds read Hallie's blog this morning before I do. If they fall off the chair, I'll know it's not meant for my eyes.
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