So yesterday I spoke too soon about not liking cats. I woke up this morning to sounds of shrieking and screaming. It turns out I have a mouse in my house! Where are the cats when I need one? I know it's freaking freezing out there (it's -25 degrees Celsius), but why do mice always choose our place to hang out? Couldn't they have gone over to my neighbours' homes? Their homes are so much larger and much nicer! Our house is the smallest and probably the cheapest on the block. This is like the third year in a row that we had a mouse problem. It's so frustrating because they poop everywhere and make a mess of everything. But I really shouldn't complain. I am grateful that I have a place I can call home. At least I'm not living on the streets and freezing out there!