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[WTF] I feel a mouse.
[Wife] Where?
[WTF] There, on the stair.
[Wife] Where on the stair?
[WTF] >Lifts foot< Right there. A little mouse with no clogs on. Because it’s popped them. Thanks, cat.
[Cat] Hey, I was saving that half. If you feed me, I may forgive you. In time.