Scurry scurry

[beetiger]

There is a little grey mouse that keeps dashing back and forth across my kitchen floor between under-the-refrigerator and under-the-oven. I've seen him once a day for the last five or so, quick out of the corner of my eye. I really wish I could just send one of my five mouse-eating snakes out after it, but the fact is that they are used to frozen food and it's much more likely that I'd lose a pet under the fridge than that I'd catch our unwanted visitor. So I guess I have to go buy a mousetrap or something.

Bleh.

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[pyat.livejournal.com]

I was just looking for the bathroom!

[beetiger.livejournal.com]

Down the hall, to the right. Next time come GM or something instead of all the scurry-scurry. :)

[pyat.livejournal.com]

Down the hall, to the right.

*emerges from beneath stove, toweling off paws.*

...Oh... um... it's okay now.

Sure! I'd love to GM!