Unlike
Peg and her humane outlook on mice, I have my own opinion of this furry disease ridden hair ball.
So last night while eating my sausage pizza from
Rustica last night I saw something scurrying around from the corner of my eye. After first I thought it was a giant cockroach (fig. A) but upon further inspection,using my way awesome detective skills, reasoning and art of scientific deduction, I came to the conclusion that it was in fact a brown house mouse (fig. B).
(fig. A)
(fig. B)
I seriously almost shat my pants thinking about this brown piece of turd running around my apartment, living on my dime, eating my food and using my floor as it's own person toilet. DISGUSTING. So I emailed
Tower Investments who owns the building to get an exterminator to come over A.S.A.P. I hope they remedy this problem before shit gets out of hand.
I also spent a good portion of last night
searching on the internet for ways to get rid of it myself. Most of them involved killing it but I'm lazy and don't want to bother with building the contraptions they recommended online.
Sometimes having an obese kitty doesn't look so bad after all.
Oh Hai!
