On computer. Spreadsheet or something. Hears rustling. Ignores at first then – wait! sounds like something in kitchen. Listens. There it is again!
Stands up and creeps towards kitchen doorway and listens, stock still. Nothing. Listens again. Silence.
Sounded like a mouse in the cupboard. Rustling in the cornflakes. Nesting behind the washing machine. No sound now. Sneaky little thing!
Goes back to computer. Spreadsheet again. Listening intently. There it is again! A faint, weird rustling. That’s funny: it moves when I move my hand!
Close down the lid to the laptop and looks behind the screen. Is the thing on the table? Inside a discarded crisp packet! Then I see it!!
The cord to my pointing device is caught in the pages of the half-open crossword book, riffling the pages when I move my hand.
It’s a mouse alright; but not the one I suspected. π
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π I was invaded by mice a couple years ago when the house next door was being renovated. The noises I heard were definitely not empty crisp packets!
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Pray tell! Sounds like an interesting story. π
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It was awful! They pooped all over the kitchen, created a flat in my stove (I had to buy a new one!), chased me around the room! I had to set traps which was very upsetting as they were actually cute little things but I could not have them taking over my house. And no, I did not stand on any chairs and scream. π
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I was right. Wonderful story (but awful experience (sorry))!
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Haha
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