The cat dies in the morning and early the same night a mouse shows up in the loft. I'm beginning to think the mice know more about this house than I do. Unfortunately Mr. or Mrs. Mouse met an untimely fate caused by their taste for peanut butter. I tried to golf him but he was too quick and my golf swing is very rusty. So far no mouse search parties have been sighted.
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ugh. hope there are no more mouse sightings.
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