This past weekend I went to Philly to visit my friend, Amber. She had to work on Friday, so I dallied away on her computer while she was out. I was trying to catch up on an edit but attempting to use the track pad mouse she had hooked up to her computer was a toughie, so I sent her a text message asking her if she had a ‘normal’ mouse in the house. Her response was “No! I don’t think so! Why? do you hear something?” I had to chuckle over our miscommunication. The only mouse in her house is this little guy who keeps watch over the mugs and dishes.
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WHAT?? is this real??? we had a mouse a couple of weeks ago & perry shot it with a BB gun! NOOOOOO!
We had mice. They were so smart they took the food off the trap every night. Then I started setting the traps with no food on them. For some reason, this did the trick.
i LOVE that… what a funny thing to mistaken for a real mouse. this would scare the pants off of me every morning though.
he carves a sweet one, that gentleman hop. next visit we’ll whittle.
lisa, hhaha. funny