Or rather, we have a mouse (a pretend one, that is).
A few months ago, we were in Little Rock for a wedding (one of many this summer) and stopped by one of our favorite stores in the city. We shopped around for quite a while, and I spied something very unusual. They had a galvanized bin full of nothing but the cutest little fake mice made of wood and sticks and other unidentified things from the woods. Don't get me wrong, I am terrified of mice, but we knew that many good pranks would result from this purchase. We left the store feeling great about our $4.00 purchase.
Well, the mouse seems to turn up in all kinds of surprising locations throughout the house these days. It is hidden for days only to be found at the most unlikely moment, much to the shock and dismay of the finder. It's sad-I know about the mouse and still jump (literally) and scream every time.
This latest scare comes to you compliments of Melinda...
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She screamed bloody murder when she found it by her bed yesterday! I am so good...We should name the mouse
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