Not a Mouse in the House

We’ve been besieged by mice. Mice droppings are everywhere including the inside of our  slippers. We’ve set traps, but the little rodents have snacked on peanut butter day after day, with no casualties.

Last night I woke up to Andy chasing a mouse throughout the house with his slipper. It ran to hide under the washing machine. Andy patiently laid on his stomach long enough for the mouse to muster up the courage to and venture out. After about 45 minutes he nailed it. But we know there’s plenty more.

I miss my cat!

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