Danger Mouse

At 4 pm I saw him.

Small, Jet Black, and fast.

He moved along the wall.

He was the Ten. The last of his kind.

I knew he was still alive. 

I knew he would not yield to a simple trap.

I covered the trap in delicious peanutbutter.
I mean covered. 

A glob the sized of a golf ball.

This morning, this is all that was left:

Ninja mouse.

I will destroy you.

Update:
For those of you who didn’t get it, the mouse ate all the peanut butter off the trap without springing it.  He just left the peanut butter on the part that would kill him.  Later that day, even this small amount of peanut butter was gone, and the trap was still unsprung.

The ninja mouse continues

In other news.
I’m buying a house.

It got appraised for way less than the people want for it, so maybe not.

fun fun fun

I’m flyin to jackson….jackson….jackson….
monday morning and driving from there to new orleans to huston to corpus christi.