Mickey Mouse

We have a lil' mickey in the house....

Poor Miss C discovered it.

She almost died of a heart attack....


"Are you sure it's a mouse??"


"It wasn't a lizard?".

She stops crying, looks at me really hard...

"Mouse. Grey. Medium."

Ok. I believe her. If that girl says there's a mouse, there's a mouse.

Thing is, I live on a second floor and NEVER have had mice in the house.

These b*tches practice rock climbing or rappeling...jeez...

So I think we need a cat.

But I think about Miss C with a pet and it's just a plain suicidal idea.

I think we'll keep Mickey.

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