Not many things scare me. In fact, more things should frighten me. Not the bungy, not skydiving, and certainly not moving to Australia (the people are entirely too friendly here for it to be scary at all!)
The MICE.
Those little shits.
They are little, but fast and furious. And sneaky little buggers. And they cause me to have chest pain. I can't sleep, I can't relax, and every time the wind blows I think the mouse is going to jump on my face.
I tried to nicely shoo them away. Who am I kidding? Besides for a brief moment of consideration of the humane traps, I have been trying to rid my house of these evil beings for 2.5 weeks now. Now it's time to bring out the big guns, the Navy Seals of pest control.
Maybe then, I won't have to sleep with the lights on, with shoes near my bed so I can throw them at places before I step on them.
I suppose this is something I should get used to, living in Australia? No?
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