So I wake up this morning to a sign on our white board that is a tombstone and says: “RIP Mousy”. I instantly look for the traps to find one missing. Then I think back to the night. Somewhere around 4:00 am Bill and I both wake up to a loud but short noise that sounded like the fire alarm or something. We lay there for a second and I said, “What was that?” and he said “I don’t know, it sounded like it was coming from inside the apartment”. We laid there waiting for the noise again and it never happened so we went back to sleep. This is the e.mail Bill sent me this morning with the subject line saying: “Requiem in Haiku”
A cry in the night
Triggered trap, broken mouse neck
Farewell, dear Mickey.
I found our little friend behind the coffee pot this morning.
I guess he liked cheese better than peanut butter, and preferred death to confinement.
I laid him to rest in the dumpster.
So keep an eye out, but I think the reign of terror is over.
Oh the adventures we are having together……….makes everyday interesting.
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