The good and bad news is

[beadattitude]

there is a partially eaten mousie on the floor.

::shudders::

I'm blaming the reconstruction project, I am. And the fact that my husband is the slob of slobovia.

At least no one brought it to me as a gift, and I must have napped my way through the battle. And I didn't step on it with my naked feet.

::shudders:: ::shudders:: ::shudders:: ::shudders::

Go team kitty! (Nobody kiss me for awhile though. EW)