I need to write this down because I am lowkey stressed over it but like, basically there's been a mouse problem in my room for the past month and a half or so, and like. We've gotten rid of most of them we think, like we can't hear them in my room anymore, but the other night my cat was running around upstairs I didn't think much of it because y'know, she's a cat, she was doing cat things I didn't think much of it until she comes downstairs with this *live* mouse in her mouth and what does she do? d r o p s i t Right in the center of my room ;w; Now this isn't all Oh, no Just a couple minutes ago I was drawing some stuff, as per usual I hear this very feint squeaking noise, which i assumed was my bearded dragon trying to fight the glass in his tank again, so I ignored it When I looked to check on him he's out cold sleeping because it's 3:30 in the morning rn, the squeaking was still there And not a minute later I hear one cursed thing. One absolutely cursed thing. A thump Not just any thump, no The thump of my snare drum that we have put away in the corner The dark shady corner because there is no light there The corner where we've caught three mice. Initially I wasn't too concerned, maybe something fell over there But then I hear this ungodly scratching on the snare drum, something was *definitely* moving on there and oH My GOd ; w ; The cat was outside, so there was no chance in it being the cat and aaa? I got my dad to look and we didn't find anything but I swear on my life I heard that snare drum-
