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Hail The Conquering Heroines!

Yesterday, I got an email from my cousin that said, "I've been noticing your tweets on your blog and I wanted to buy you a gift, but Ikea is closed when I'll be in Toronto on Friday...I thought it could keep you company when Nadine's not around and your "friend" has been, um, taken care of. :)"

Thank you, Lisa. You know, I kind of think they're adorable and cute and would welcome their company any day! (Can't wait to see you next weekend either!)

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Nadine stuck her head in my room this morning to tell me that we had caught a mouse in our trap (HALLELUJAH!) and that she had put it in the garbage (ALL BY HERSELF!) and that she was now taking the garbage out.

We have overcome. 

Ironically, we got a memo from our superintendent yesterday that they're doing a pest control sweep of our building after a few mouse sightings... on Monday.

Well. Hopefully we have killed both the building's varmints (all y'all naysayers better not tell me, "It's never just two mice, Beth...") and the management's efforts will be in vain. I wish this, not because I want them to waste money, but because I want all the mice to be gone.

I told someone recently who suggested we adopt the mouse as a pet, "If I ever have a pet (I doubt I will),  I want to be sure that it is disease-free. And be spayed or neutered so that my pet population doesn't unintentionally increase." Frankly, if I knew our now-dead-mouse was disease free and not reproducing, and if he kept up his habit of pooing outside our apartment, I don't think I'd mind him all that much.
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  1. Lisa4:42 PM

    Didn't your family have a pet mouse when you were little?

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  2. Beth4:47 PM

    Yep. We did.

    I cried when it died. It was very upsetting. But now I don't even remember its name.

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  3. Lisa6:23 PM

    I thought it was your family, but I wasn't sure. I remember being scared of it :) Thanks for the shout out! See you soon!

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