3:03 a.m. // 10 February 2006

Dwayne saw the mouse last night. It dived into one of the burners on the stove. I demanded to know how come he didn't catch it.

I saw the mouse when I came home tonight. I turned on the kitchen light and it skittered behind the fridge. I saw gray fuzzy mouse behind and screamed. It's actually a little cute. I just wish it wouldn't poop all over.

I made a (theoretically) humane trap. It involves a five-foot cardboard tube, peanut butter, bread crumbs, puffed millet and two socks.

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