Mouse 2

The mice catch a break because October is out of control, with no time to do anything at home, what with all the scheduled activities and events and travel. But Saturday, Tim drops me off at my work event and does our errands—including the purchase of some Jawz traps. The woman at the hardware store says they should have a huge sign on the floor, because mousetraps are all that anyone is looking for these days.

I am sad that it has come to this. I don’t want to kill them. But I’m tired of them destroying my stuff. And I’m tired of their telltale signs.