= 4
Unless that first one that Dan and I accidentally let go in the driveway got back in and got caught again. In which case:
Mouse count = 3
Which is still pretty yucky.
A little something about me
- Margaret
- college town, Upper midwest, United States
- Sometimes late at night I break into song. And in recognition of that whole it's - really - too - late - for - anyone - to - expect - me - to - be - rational thing, I typically preface my musical rendition with, "That reminds me of a song...and it goes a little something like this." And so, when the mood strikes me, or the hour is late enough ;) , here is where I'll break into the silly songs of my childhood, the pseudo-intellectual ramblings of my grad student-hood, the haphazard mutterings of my single-hood, the philosophical musings of my female-hood, the inspirational babblings of my human-hood, the frazzled sputterings of my junior high French teacher-hood. So world, this is me. These are my thoughts, this is my life. And it goes a little something like this...
4 comments:
Are you like a mouse magnet or something?
The large population is probably due to that one time you waited till after eating to wash your dishes.
(It is difficult, but not impossible to eat while you are washing your dishes or even after (leaning over the sink I suppose)).
Between the two of us, that's at least eight mice invading our food stuffs. I feel your pain.
Oh good grief!
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