all the little creatures

Andy and I spend every day in an intense war with the mice.  In the evenings, we are advancing, as we bait traps, clean up the evidences of their existence, and stampede through the apartment when it is dark investigating.  In the mornings, we are pushed back into the trenches as we discover our traps and poison snubbed and our belongings pooped on mercilessly.  In the evenings, eating at Arby’s and Panera is our marching music and we arrive back at the apartment refreshed, revived, and with our morale high.  In the mornings, we hang our heads in defeat and miss breakfast because the mice have made us late to work.

But what those little creatures have not yet figured out is that we have a secret weapon yet to be unleashed… my Mom is coming to stay in December and she brings with her all kinds of battle prowess.