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So, today, I was writing, checking email, and talking online with some friends, and I saw flash of fuzz on my right.
Here it comes again, on my left.
It is a mouse.
I scream.
Not because it is a mouse (no species discrimination here, folks!) but because there is probably a rotting sandwich somewhere attracting the mouse to my DESK.
I stop screaming, and name it Frederick.
I leave some peanuts out for it, and prepare to vacuum up mouse droppings tomorrow.
I am such a sucker for fuzz.
Here it comes again, on my left.
It is a mouse.
I scream.
Not because it is a mouse (no species discrimination here, folks!) but because there is probably a rotting sandwich somewhere attracting the mouse to my DESK.
I stop screaming, and name it Frederick.
I leave some peanuts out for it, and prepare to vacuum up mouse droppings tomorrow.
I am such a sucker for fuzz.