2010/365/5 My Stunned House Mate

Don’t worry, he’s not quite dead yet.

The past few days I’ve heard the scampering footsteps of this guy running across my ceilings. Like times before, for some reason, the mice end of trying to explore the bucket I use under my kitchen sink, and then they cant get out.

I heard the rustling in the trash can,m grabbed in and tossed it outside. My hope was to set hime free.

At first it looked like the impact had wounded the little fella- his legs were twitching, but the eyes closed.

But after a few minutes I saw him sit up, wrinkle his nose, and take off.

I hope he finds a new place to hang out.


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