Mice, mice baby

Bud: He got away! Me: Got away? Did you see the vertical leap on that thing? This is a bionic mouse! Some evil scientist somewhere invented a better mouse to wreck havoc on civilization! Bud: I thought they were supposed to invent a better mousetrap. Me: Wonder where I can get an Uzi at this hour...

And so it went that winter. We put out mousetraps but Steve Austin would drag them off, get the cheese and leave the traps as if to say, "foolish human! You cannot build a contraption that will contain me! I am Steve Austin, Wonder Mouse!" I dreaded going into the kitchen, not knowing if one or both would pounce on me. It wasn't all bad though because I used it as an excuse for not cooking ("honey, they're out to get me and if they kill me, the cheesecake recipe goes with me.").

Finally spring came and the weather grew warmer. One day, without warning, Steve and Freddy disappeared. Maybe they had accomplished what they set out to do and moved on. Maybe they decided that scaring me wasn't working anymore, now that I'd discovered Miss Clairol. Or maybe we got too boring for them. Strange as it may sound, I missed them. Now we live in a house that's built a little better and we have no mice (we've got termites, but that's another article). Every now and then I think of Freddy and Steve and wonder where they are. Then I realize that I've been watching too many Hallmark commercials and I come to my senses.

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