Mush and Mice

It has recently been discovered that our beautiful Troy apartment is overcome with mice. Our assumption that there was only one of them was quickly discarded when we kindly caught it and let it out in the streets, only to see our food supply continue to diminish. I believe the catch-count is now five -- dearest Saads and Deager have been unfairly inconvenienced with the assembly and maintenance of various humane (and not so) traps. Hazel the Cat simply looks on with an expression of disdain.

The upside of this infestation is that the apartment is now spotless. We spent hours last night disinfecting surfaces, hiding food, throwing away trash, and generally gallivanting about. These potatoes, for instance, are an example of what would otherwise have remained unearthed for months (although clearly it had already been at least that long). They were in an unused drawer, and had mutated into a self-sustaining, mold-ridden forest; an ecosystem in a burlap bag.

...they are gone now, of course.