My cat sauntered around the kitchen corner earlier tonight and had a mouse wiggling in his mouth and I screamed and he dropped the mouse and now I don’t know where the mouse is.
Mouser that he is, my cat is on extra intense patrol right now. I already felt queasy before this happened and I am just feeling worse because I hate knowing there’s a mouse here and I don’t know where they are.
Rationally, I shouldn’t be afraid of a mouse, right?
Why am I so nervous that there’s a mouse in my house?
I think it’s the way they move; it’s so weird how quickly and unpredictably they move
And then there are the germs
Otherwise, though, they’re kind of cute
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