There's a mouse in my house. I saw it a couple of nights ago. I followed to where it went and couldn't find it. Where it went was a dead end so where did it go? I couldn't see a mouse hole and there was nowhere for it to hide. I have a magic mouse! I knew there was a mouse in the house from the empty sunflower seed hulls in the basement (I promptly took the bag of seed out of the basement and threw them off the porch for the birds to enjoy). Mouse somehow found its way upstairs and now consumes something in my cupboard I suppose, although I can't find any damage to anything...yet. My favorite pest control person is coming over to set some traps. Can't have a mouse running rampant in the house while I'm away.
Today is a good day to clean. I'm going to start upstairs and work my way down. Tomorrow I'll finish, I hope. I have nervous energy 'cause I'll be leaving soon and can't wait to be in the sunshine and away.
Y'all have a gracious day and remember: Nobody knows the exact age of the human race but everyone agrees it's old enough to know better.