A few weeks back, I'm brushing my hair when I hear my sister scream. Not quite a blood curdling scream, but a surprised scream. This is why:
My baby girl caught her first mouse. At least I wasn't asleep when she got it, or else I would've woken up with a dead mouse on my bed. So, we documented her first kill. It's a good thing we have a mouser in the house. We have too many mice.
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