Ah, Kenny. The man of my dreams. Well, my five year old dreams. I had such a crush on him. His music still makes me all goose-bumpy.
Ding Dong the Mouse is Dead! Yay! I found him in the trap last night. I'm so proud of how I've handled this. I didn't move out (yes, I've done that to avoid a mouse), I did sleep everynight without obsessing that it might crawl into bed with me, I set my own traps and last night I actually trashed it by myself. I didn't empty the trap mind you, the whole thing went in to the trash, but that's a good start.
Dad was so proud of me. He's probably relieved I no longer wake him up in the middle of the night because 'I think I hear a mouse'. I know, I'm pathetic.
I'm just so glad it's gone. I reset the traps just in case, and I baited, but I'm really hoping that's the end of it.
On a much happier and less creepy note, Flo has recieved her first letter. She'll try to do them all weekly. So if there are any more questions, be sure to Ask Flo by clicking the button on the side bar. She loves to hear from ya'll.
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Cheers,
A.
1 comment:
That's great! Are you going to do a focused story on one or two main characters with the rest as secondary, or are you doing more of an ensemble kinda thing?
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