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Dear house mouse,
You are lucky that my son is an animal lover. You are lucky that my husband is flexible.
I told you yesterday that you were a goner.
I warned you that the lemon cookies were the last straw.
Then my son came home with a live trap. Catch and release.
And after five days of avoiding death in a snap trap, we caught you on the first try with the live trap.
My son was giddy with happiness.
He got dressed at 6:30 in the morning just so he could let you go. He went for a walk with Daddy and they let you go in a field.
Little G said, "Mom, he was so happy he was dancing!".
You better keep on dancing far away from those lemon cookies!
Best wishes, Mr. Mouse.
- I'm a 41 year old (gasp) freelance writer, school cafeteria manager, wife and mother. I have three children and one anxious and overweight beagle. I use my blog to make others laugh, to share some cool crafts, to document my lunchlady adventures and to lament about the challenges faced by us all on the journey called life. Thanks for visiting. Please leave some crack...um...I meant some comments.