Get out of this place.

I was going to write that essay, but then I spent two hours going back and forth with this little guy. The mouse-in-the-house dilemma drives me nuts. I don’t want to kill him, but I also don’t want his droppings all over the place. Thinking about trying to train him to use a litter box. In the meantime, he doesn’t seem to be falling for my humane trap baited with crunchy peanut butter. Right now his top priority ought to be not letting Kaia catch him in her food bowl.

New Orleans, Louisiana. 1.29.2012.