Jeez, FWW, I dunno -
I keep my live eels (which Mrs Crafty isn't exactly nuts about) in a large cooler with an air pump on our brick patio and a few years back I had a couple of escapees.
One of 'em ended up under the wrought iron table where my wife sits to read and - yup, you guessed it - she found it by putting her bare foot on it. I'll bet you could hear the shreiking in Jamestown.
I haven't seen that kind of reaction outta the old girl since I pulled a 4 foot conger out of a bag in the kitchen to show her what I'd caught at the Castle Hill Light.
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