NoJoMo #14: Squeak squeak

We have a fucking mouse! John saw it run across the kitchen floor today while I was at work. He went looking for it and it scurried under the dishwasher. He set up a trap, and I swear I thought I heard it squeal/squeak when I was sitting on the floor trying to pin a hem, and I jumped up so quickly that I practically gave myself whiplash.

It’s official, I am never going in my kitchen again.

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