Another mouse
We aren’t very sick anymore. I have to blow my nose a lot, but that’s the extent of it.
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Last night, we saw a mouse in our basement. Get it, Jasper!, we said.
A little later, we saw our champion mouser trotting along, his mouth full, a bit of brown fuzz dangling out of it. Karin followed after Jasper with an empty potato-salad container. He tried to escape into one of his hidey-holes to play with his prize, but Karin caught him and he grudgingly released the limp thing.
It was a plastic toy. The bit of fuzz was a dust bunny. We didn’t see the mouse again.
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This, at last, is shaping up to be the August when I read all of Light in August.
Some more August reading:
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
The Merchant of Venice.
Operation Mincemeat, by Ben Macintyre.
Storm, by George R. Stewart.
Something crime-ey as soon as I wind up The Dain Curse.
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Ana & David and their children, Ada and George, will be in town from Saturday to Saturday.
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Last night, we saw a mouse in our basement. Get it, Jasper!, we said.
A little later, we saw our champion mouser trotting along, his mouth full, a bit of brown fuzz dangling out of it. Karin followed after Jasper with an empty potato-salad container. He tried to escape into one of his hidey-holes to play with his prize, but Karin caught him and he grudgingly released the limp thing.
It was a plastic toy. The bit of fuzz was a dust bunny. We didn’t see the mouse again.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
This, at last, is shaping up to be the August when I read all of Light in August.
Some more August reading:
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
The Merchant of Venice.
Operation Mincemeat, by Ben Macintyre.
Storm, by George R. Stewart.
Something crime-ey as soon as I wind up The Dain Curse.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Ana & David and their children, Ada and George, will be in town from Saturday to Saturday.