not exactly the mouseketeers

Pretty sure there was a mouse in the wall last night. At first I thought it was out on the balcony, because at 4:30 in the morning I really, really wanted it to be anywhere except inside.

But whether it started outside or inside, I’m 99% sure it was in the wall by the time 5:30ish rolled around. The cat went nuts trying to get at it, and I freaked out thinking it was somewhere in the room. (Okay, probably half freaking out and half ‘can you please just stfu so I can sleep and we can figure this out in the morning.’)

Now that it *is* morning, of course, I’m not really sure how to proceed from here. Try to see if there’s a mouse-sized hole out on the balcony? Ask all rodents to please go pester my neighbors instead? Begin my cat on an intensive mouse-hunting training regimen?

Truly, the possibilities are staggering.

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