So, party late last night cuz that detail Of a good night's sleep's mine thereafter, thence Called in just after midnight as from hence Sleep is for those mair blest souls. If I'm frail, Well, maps is twisted, and I have no bail Save Thy dear mercies, LORD, Thou my defense Alone, be Thou thus magnified, and whence? A Dove, erm, ice cream bar is mine, t'avail! I'm praying the mouse is caught. Come, is that poor? If pest control set traps with bait, twas two: One in the kitchen, t'other by as twere The laundry. There's one in the bathroom?! Do I see mouse hair?! Oh good! It's caught in tour. One mouse head. That's all. LORD, how I thank You.
10Oct25a
*NOTE: my kittens are mousers. Late Thursday night as we were partying, a scuffle in the kitchen was followed by Tigger carrying out a live mouse which she let go in the bathroom, to eventually lose somewhere else in the apartment, and give up.