A mouse in the house

The past few days have been trying. Kudos to Dreamer (seriously) for keeping her sh*t together while we knew we had a mouse in the house. Remarkably calm knowing this info. Incidents like these really help me cement my Spanish vocabulary: ratón – a mouse, also the thing you use to move the pointer on a desktop computer rata – a rat, which is definitely, thankfully, NOT what we had trampa – a trap cola – glue and so on… When I first saw the little grey thing skittering across my office floor into the hallway, I was in disbelief – so

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