Thursday, February 7, 2013

two mice tales.

#1  I moved the fridge and found mice droppings. Then some more in the garage. Our cat is getting so fat and lazy.

#2 The thought of adorable mice running around made all of us (except my husband) want to catch them and be their best friend. Instead we had to stop up their ways into our home (and hearts). Sad. So, logically, we bought some pet mice for auntie Emily's birthday (you're welcome Grandma and Grandpa).

1 comment:

Rae said...

You're a much kinder person than I. In our old-construction neighborhood, any time there's renovation, we have to be extra vigilant. And they still sometimes get in, and suddenly I'm in favor of nuclear warfare.