Well, If you read the title, you probably deduced that we are having a little pest program...Here's the story:
Once upon a time, long long ago, in a not so faraway land, (Wednesday night.) My mom was doing dishes. At midnight....A certain someone, younger than me, didn't do them.....Anywhoo, she was doing the dishes, when she heard a rustling in the pantry cabinet thingy. She looked all through the pantry, but she saw no sign of a mouse. The pantry cabinet thingy is right next to our fridge, so she figured that it was the fridge making weird fridge noises. Well, this morning, she was making breakfast, when a mouse ran across the kitchen and behind the fridge. Oh great.
So she told us kids, and most of us freaked out.
I admit it, I freaked a little bit. And I'm still freaked. I hate mice. Really hate them. Despise them, actually. Really, I'm not a fan of any rodent. Give me a nice dog anyday. But not a cat. I'm allergic. Unless the cat promises to eat the mouse. Then I'll suffer through it.
I just really hope that it doesn't come into my room. Gulp. I swear, if it does, I'm moving out. Permanently. I could never sleep in a room where a mouse has been. Never Ever Ever Ever.
Well, TTFN.
Sarah the Nutty Knitter/Choir Geek
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