I have to wonder why it is we gals
hate mice so much?! Living in a 120
year old cabin, we get the odd mouse.
You can have NO IDEA how much that
bothers me. Still, must be dealt with!
One came in under the screen door a
few days ago. I set two entire packages
of traps yesterday . . . go figure! Some
where around 2:00 in the morning my
sleeping brain heard a trap go off. I was
awake instantly. Got out of bed and did
a happy dance. Me thinks I'm just a tad
messed up; bet other women understand
me completely! Only one mouse to go . . .
me a nervous wreck
so crazy in my old age
should i laugh or cry
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