heard from the dining room
the duke of fun : "i just saw a mouse run from the stove behind the fridge!"
wingman : matter of factly while he eats his sandwich "there's pawbabwy (probably) gallons of them under the sink"
heard from the kitchen
thud!
me: "hey, what was that?"
the duke of fun: shouting from the general direction of the thud "oh...that was just the new tub of jam hitting the floor and spilling...but don't worry!...there's a whole drawerful of kitchen towels here to clean it up!!...and boy, i might have to use ALL of them!"
denial of recent events and their future implications is quite easy when all you *can* do is close your eyes...
thankfully the fever is gone...
i just hope that mouse enjoyed the jam...
x.
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