A Well-Fed Mouse

I was sitting in our living room the other day when I saw something scurry out of the corner of my eye. I was really hoping it was just my imagination, but sure enough, a couple seconds later a little runt of a mouse ran back across our floor.

I was somewhat relieved that at least it wasn’t a giant spider, because we had one of those a couple months ago, and I would really be ok with not seeing one of those again. But I really can’t stand mice. I now inspect every piece of food from our pantry to make sure it hasn’t been previously gnawed.

He's so pleased with himself.

The mouse, on the other hand, has been eating everything I leave for him on the trap with no hesitation. He started off with a little bit of ricotta, followed that up with a little bit of bread and strawberry jam, and then got his protein with some crunchy peanut butter. He really appreciates having a balanced diet.

Enjoy it while you can, mouse. Your days are numbered.