Last weekend, R and I borrowed some mouse traps from her parents to help us with the "mouse problem". It seems that everytime we come home there's another little fun rodent running around the house. R said to bait the traps with peanut butter. After two days, not much. Then, last night, while making a salad, R dropped a piece of spinach on the floor which happened to bounce and stick the peanut butter in one of the traps.
Tonight, upon arriving home, what should we find but no more peanut butter and no more spinach in the trap. no mouse either, but this proves what some of us have been saying since the dawn of time: "mice really like spinach."
THE END
Thursday, September 23, 2004
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