Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]ve just spent the better part of this evening apologizing to a neighbor on behalf of the boys. My neighbor's little girl brought home a small mouse from her day care, and it got out (I can tell you all know where this is going). Well, somehow the boys presented it to me as a trophy. I have no idea how the little thing got into my apartment, but I did know it was the little girl's because she had knocked on my door and asked about it.
I have offered to buy a new mouse.
RIP little Baxter.
I have offered to buy a new mouse.
RIP little Baxter.