There is a mouse in my kitchen, and I think it has rabies because it was JUMPING. I thought mice scurry. But no, it was hysterically jumping, possibly sideways. Therefore, I am barricaded in my room. And I have put many blockades in front of the kitchen. But what if it has friends???
And to make it worse, Ben went home today, and I have no idea what time he is coming back.
I know I'm supposed to be all independant and taking care of myself in Paris...but I want a man...or my mommy! Mom - can you hear me out there in cyberspace??? Please help!!
Damn Paris, and all it's glorious cheese that leads to many not so glorious mice....
On the bright side...I got a haircut today by a woman who only spoke French. I managed to pull enough Franglais out of my you know what AND she did a fabulous job!
If anyone knows a good exterminator in Paris....please let me know. :-/
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