Dirt=Dust=Allergies

So, this isn't the most exciting post in the world but you are already reading it so there you go...
I have decided that moving into a mostly unfinished housing development is not good for someone, aka ME, with allergies. All the dirt, which turns into dust, is reaking havoc on my nose! I think we are going to have to buy stock in kleenex. :)

That is not the only issue I am having with all the dirt fields. Right now I feel like my life is an episode of Tom and Jerry! Emma has brought in 4 (tiny) field mice. Two have been waiting for us dead at the foot of the stairs when we wake in the moring. The other two have been alive and have had to be captured. One was when I couldn't sleep and went downstairs at 4 in the morning. The poor little thing was running around and there was no cat in sight. She just brought it in and boogied on out. Stupid cat. So, after waking Jake in an attempt to have him get it I ended up chasing it around for 10 minutes. I was too chicken to get it with a paper towel so I ended up trapping it in tupperware. I finally got it and released it outside far from the house. It's ironic that I couldn't sleep because I was afraid we are going to have snakes. EWW... I won't be able to handle it if that happens.
But... where there are field mice there are snakes to eat the right? Ahh... :(

This morning Emma brought in a live dove! Poor Jake was leaving for work and had to capture it and release it outside. At least she didn't kill it. She is a killing machine! We don't know what to do about it! She goes outside throgh the dog door and then brings them in that way. We have to have the dog door for the dog. Any ideas on what we could do? I am at a loss.