Sometime during the past week my office became home to a mouse...only glimpsed a couple of times, a small grey blur...but definitely heard investigating the waste-paper basket. Time for the trap routine, I suppose. The Most Holy and Undivided is a 95+ year old building, about as impermeable as a colander, and we become aware of it in fall, when the little creatures of the out of doors start looking for warm indoor havens for the winter.
On the bright side...he appears NOT to be a Jehovah's Witness, and therefore disinclined for conversation...
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Cute! Thanks for coming by my blog. I'm glad we're both reading Maggie Ross!
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