So, it's official.

[conuly]

We have mice. Or at least mouse. I'm guessing it (they?) came in through the attic, there's a gap wherever the roof meets the floor.

So this week I'll pick up a cat, it doesn't have to be a mouser, we just need "cat smell" in the house (not that sort of cat smell, the sort that's friendly and strikes terror into small rodents of the wild persuasion) and tomorrow this house is getting scrubbed. Yay. Anybody have a cat? Kitten?

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[conuly]

My mom doesn't want a cat at all. If I get one, it'll be a young one she'll ooh and aaah over. Besides, it's rescuing one way or another, if the cat would've ended up in the pound, sick, or dead.