Perhaps it was a nod to our frequent disgust and frustration at sharing our living space with unwelcome rodent house guests.
The thing is, this "mouse" has taken to showing up all over the house. And, for a few seconds at least, I fall for it.
Every. Single. Time.
In my bed, on the counter, bookshelf, here, over there...
I haven't deduced yet if the culprit is my seemingly innocent husband or deliciously mischievous 7 year old.
Then there is the sweet anticipation when I notice it has gone from the last place I
When I went to take a picture of it lurking in the corner of my office this afternoon it had already vanished.
So I'll be looking before putting my hand in drawers or sitting in my chair or laying my head on the pillow.
Because I'm certain I haven't seen the last of that "mouse".
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