So... the cat's sitting on my lap. And a mouse is making its way toward the door along the edge of the floor. It's probably the same mouse Maggy discovered in her dressing table drawer when she was home for Easter. I had been keeping her bedroom door closed to keep the cats off her black duvet. So that was pretty much the only room the cats didn't have access to. And the mouse was apparently making a pretty good living off the cough drops in Maggy's drawer. Magda dutifully stood watch under the dressing table the rest of the time Maggy was home. But now she's blissfully unaware.
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