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spatchMr. Abbie has a mouse!
He's downstairs worrying it to death in the dining room. I tell him not to play with it too much cause after he's done with the first one, there's still a second one hiding in a box in the kitchen. When the mouse was hiding in the radiator, Abbie reached in, hooked it with his claw, and threw it on the floor.
Go Abs!
Everybody in the house is absolutely psyched to see the sentient throw rug earning his keep for once.
He's downstairs worrying it to death in the dining room. I tell him not to play with it too much cause after he's done with the first one, there's still a second one hiding in a box in the kitchen. When the mouse was hiding in the radiator, Abbie reached in, hooked it with his claw, and threw it on the floor.
Go Abs!
Everybody in the house is absolutely psyched to see the sentient throw rug earning his keep for once.
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Date: 2005-10-31 02:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-31 02:36 am (UTC)Or on top of the pillow next to your face, so you can have breakfast in bed!
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Date: 2005-11-03 03:19 am (UTC)Loki's a pretty good mouser, turns out.
He'd always catch them and not kill them, so I had to take them outside.
Except the one time when I got up in the morning, and in the bathroom, I found half a mouse.
The back half.
I always say now that at least Loki proved he did give a rat's ass about something.