
EEEEEEKKKKKKK! That's exactly the squeal that came from my mouth this morning when I walked into my office. There was this mouse (which was very much dead) strewn on the ground. I was scared at first, but then I felt terrible for the little guy. I hope he didn't have a painful death (because I noticed the mouse poison under my desk had been consumed...)
I thought about having a funeral like the "Grief Counseling" episode on The Office ...but I decided against it and just buried him --- in the dumpster.
R.I.P. furry friend




















