re: #121 theheat

What is it with people and mice? They’re tiny little things. I remember I was “summoned” with the kind of screaming reserved for dead bodies all over the place and when I got there “she” was up on the table and the poor mouse was on the floor in perfect health but petrified at the sound of the screaming. Couldn’t move a muscle. I just picked the poor little thing up and put it outside.