There’s a mouse in our house (well… flat actually… as I soon hope the mouse will be).
Watching Battlestar Gallactica yesterday evening (which, on an aside, I have to say isn’t quite the groundbreaking wonderment I’d been led to expect) and mi mujer jumped a mile beside me shrieking wildly. I leaned forward to turn the volume up as she leapt onto the tabletop, hurriedly tucked her trousers into her socks, and bashed at the ground around her with a broom in a Tom and Jerryesque fashion.
All the signs were there; we have a mouse.
first of all, greatest banner ever, may I please copy comic banner style and add to redleeroy? Second, mice are nice, apart from droppings
Tell her it’s the ghost of the hamster.
@ Red: Thanks. Comic yourself up good and proper.
@ Joe: yeah, I tried that… considering how short lived the hamster’s internment was, it didn’t go down that well at all.