Day 97
Every winter it appears that we get a mouse decide it wants to come live with us. Every year Sparta is scolded for failing to be interested in catching said mouse. Last year the traps were mean (not actually mean I just didn't like them) and I turned a blind eye. But this year we have a cool trap that is clever and no mousies shall perish. The main reason for this is it's TOO CUTE to die..
His name is Charlie. Matt wanted to call him Harold. Don't be ridiculous! Harold is a giraffe.
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