So here we are, Michael and I, sat watching TV and I say 'oh listen...it sounds like'...and there is the bloody mouse right next to my face eating MY bloody pizza!
Backing up the story, last week I saw I 'black fuzz' rush past me, then Bethy and I definitely saw something run from the kitchen whilst having our breakfast. Last night Michael twitched suddenly and said 'I think I saw something'. Next morning complimentary raisins - time to go.
So I went off and bought a mouse trap.
"Ooooohhhh nooooo. Don't kill it....awwwww (high pitch) don't kill it, waaaahhhh" - WAS MICHAEL'S VOICE, so tonight we have had to make a home made trap.
Tonight the cheeky little *beeeeeep* not only was brazen enough to show its face whilst we watched TV, but it also ran across my feet when I was on the way to the loo, THEN, I hear something rustling to turn and see the bastard eating my pizza!! Toooo farrr....
So here we are, armed with spaghetti strainer, pasta strainer and a plate of pizza on the floor (apparently so we have now been told, its mouse season).
I dare you mouse! Come get some...
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