I have a sneaking suspicion that I have mice in my basement. Or maybe mouse--I prefer the singular. I haven't seen a thing, but there's this tiny hint of an animal smell down there that makes me think mouse. Of course, I think mouse, because thinking rat or--what? Monster?--is way too scary. So today, I'm heading to the hardware store for something to eradicate the potential problem. I like to think of myself as a person who wouldn't hurt a fly, and maybe I am, but I would SO hurt a mouse. They can live happily in my backyard, but they are not welcome indoors. It's inevitable, though, right? If you have a basement with a door to the yard, you're going to get a critter at some point. New thing for January? Mouse murder. Yikes.
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