Mouse

I stationed Bella by the breakfast nook and told her to watch for the mouse while I went to the basement to get a broom. She gave me her very best, “I’m listening” look.

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As a reward for finally passing my qualifying exams I had wrist surgery to remove a harmless but marble-sized ganglion cyst that has sat upon my wrist like a tiny bald gargoyle since Clinton’s first presidential term. So here is a view of the gimpy arm and the splint I’m expected to wear for the remainder of the summer.

drivin’ me bats

Mike did say that although the Minis were terrified they did exactly as they were told and even went into the basement to get a broom while Mike kept an eye on the bat. My brave, brave Minis. They rarely go into the basement alone.

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