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I just inadvertently ate mouse turds.
The reason why isn’t important (he must’ve climbed into my coffee mug and took a lovely dump in there last night - I didn’t see anything because the cup is black), but this is what is: the truce my house mouse and I had?
OVER
He will die a slow and painful death via Rodenticide and I will revel in his misery.
And then? I’m after all these dadgum toads that sneak into my house at night and leave their blivets scattered around my clean floors for me to step in the following morning. The bats in my ceiling aren’t even a consideration at this point - they just squeak and shuffle around on my rice sack ceiling.
You know, I’d almost rather have the scorpions back. At least they never did anything besides scare the crap out of me.
I just inadvertently ate mouse turds.
The reason why isn’t important (he must’ve climbed into my coffee mug and took a lovely dump in there last night - I didn’t see anything because the cup is black), but this is what is: the truce my house mouse and I had?
OVER
He will die a slow and painful death via Rodenticide and I will revel in his misery.
And then? I’m after all these dadgum toads that sneak into my house at night and leave their blivets scattered around my clean floors for me to step in the following morning. The bats in my ceiling aren’t even a consideration at this point - they just squeak and shuffle around on my rice sack ceiling.
You know, I’d almost rather have the scorpions back. At least they never did anything besides scare the crap out of me.