Ghosts= Mice

It's been a rough week without the tall one at the Woxague household. You see, every morning around 4am I've been waking up to some pretty creepy noises. I was sure it was something very threatening so I took to pacing the hallway infront of the bedroom to protect the short one which would wake her up and she doesn't really like being awake at 4am. At first we thought perhaps it was a zombie trying to get in, then we thought it might be aliens, then we thought it must be a ghost but since it hadn't attacked yet it was probably casper or slimer (you know, the friendly but somewhat annoying sorts of ghosts). And finally we realized it was a ferocious... mean... terrible... mouse. Yep, we've been loosing hours of precious sleep over a teeny tiny little mouse. It's taken to chewing open all the containers in the spice drawer. Must be in to spicy foods because so far it's enjoyed a fair amount of curry, ginger, turmeric, cumin, cinnamon, thyme and rosemary. Luckily the food is secured in the pantry which has proven mouse proof. So, that's my story for the week. I'll spare you the details of what we are doing about said mouse. Let's just say I was motivated to write this post because I heard a loud SNAP! come from the spice drawer.