A few nights ago, I woke up to the sensation of a mysterious furry critter running down my leg. Texas may be overrun by
mutant insects and rodents, but this (fortunately?) was a first for me.
Not so fortunately, all of my roommates grew up in the deep wilderness of places like Siberia and Alaska (who knows really?) So, no one found this concerning except for me.
Being a modern woman, I reacted by first cowering in fear for several hours but THEN I took matters into my own hands!
Admittedly, it took me a while to get around to it (I’m a little slow, ok!?) But after several sleepless nights, mice-themed nightmares and finding a rogue baby opossum under my dresser (yes, really!), I came home to a mouse darting toward the safety of my closet.
Naturally, I called my step-dad and begged him to somehow do something from two…
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