Dear People-Who-Know-Stuff,
There is a MOUSE in my apartment.
He is gray and small and cute as a (mouse-shaped) button. He has adorable little whiskers and can scrunch and wrinkle his nose with the best of them. I don't even think he runs, so much as skedaddles.
Adorable.
And, just to be clear, if I were to meet him in a coloring book or a Disney cartoon or a strange song about stabbing the farmer's wife (you've never seen such a sight in your life,) it would be FINE.
But he is in my apartment and thusly I shall never sleep again.
My mouse-friend and I would welcome advice as to how to make him (I only assume it's a he, since it refuses to clean up after itself) go away from my apartment. I'd prefer not to make him dead in the process and I think he'd concur.
Also if we could get him a part in a Disney cartoon, that would be awesome.
Kisses,
Jill and Mouse-Friend
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