Mighty Mouse

we have a third roomate, my sister and i.

speedy gonzales...he was coined, as we barely caught sight of his sporadic trips from kitchen fridge to dining room bookshelf to living room radiator. i once heard a scurry while putting dinner in the oven and expected to soon smell broiled mouse wafting through the air and setting the smoke alarms wailing. i was falsely alarmed. the mouse lives. for at least two weeks he went into hiding. this was near to the holidays and we thought that he had perhaps ventured into the radiator pipes and rapelled to the basement or some other such daredevil stunt that would be so like him. but then he made a live appearance in our living room as my sister was hosting a guest and we knew this little Mus musculis was no ordinary mouse. my best bet is that he storehoused the cheese cubes i'd been rationing out to him the week prior to his disappearance. i am no mouse nazi. this is why we have a humane trap. well sort of humane. it leaves less guilt than the wooden guillotine ones. so as you can see this trap is well designed and functional. our neighbors upstairs gave it to us after catching speedy's second cousin in a trap of the same making. speedy must have read the obituaries in the musculis chronicles or be the champion of natural selection because this mouse chewed through the top of the trap. why does he have to be so unconventional like that?! he can't just go in through the door. he has to take off the roof of the joint. but if he's managed to survive this long, i say we let him go for the gold. i'll be rooting him on to spring as long as he stays out of our pantry and keeps turd production to a minimum.