I let a friend store some stuff in the attic of my ridiculously large house while she was moving and she came over today to pick some of it up while I was at work. Unfortunately, she must have left the door propped open when she was here and Squeakers got out. When I came home at around 8PM Squeaks wasn't at the back door to greet me and was nowhere to be found. Luckily, I didn't panic, since it was pretty obvious what had happened, I just opened up the back door and called her. She came in pretty quick, since she knows she's got it good here, but she brought a little gray mouse in with her, still alive! Since I don't enjoy watching small animals being tortured to death a chase ensued. I ended up trapping Squeakers in the upstairs bedroom, where she is still hiding under the bed, but the mouse went into the living room, I think, and I couldn't find it. I left the front door open for it to escape, but I think it probably went through a crack in the floor into the basement. Or rather I hope, I don't want to be woken up in the middle of the night to the sound of whack-a-mouse. You may be wondering what this has to do with the picture; the picture is of the alligator from the back yard, who has clearly eaten one of the frogs. So there's murder and mayhem in the air tonight, for sure.
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