Last night my flatmate spent the night curled up in a defensive ball trying to hide from the mouse that was running around her room chewing on stuff. While I like to think that I’m supportive in such horrible time in reality I’m actually not. Not even close.

So I made a post about what the mice in her room were really doing when she thought they were so innocently eating her books.

A big node to the Oatmeal for this one. You are very inspirational.

What the mice where doing is a mystery. We haven’t looked yet to see if anything has been ruined but my guess is that they were planning their revenge on us as the previous night I caught one of their mouse pals in a trap. That was in the kitchen though, a long way from my flatmates room. So either word travels fast or this incursion is unrelated to the trapping.

Of course I have my own theory about what they are doing there, in the dark, at night. Once they’ve desended from the roof directly above her bed they do their favorite mousey thing…

Before anyone says anything stupid I realize that this isn’t exactly scientific. In fact if mice can use night vision goggles then we’re pretty much screwed. I just did this to annoy my flatmate.

Sweet dreams Ellisaurus…

*UPDATE* The mice special opps forces took a double hit last night. The flatmate bought a handful more mouse traps to add to the large handful that we had already bought and we set up an iron curtain of anti-mouse hateful goodness. Come morning, the world was populated by two less mice.