we have a mouse. a live mouse, unlike the specimen we unearthed in the basement several months ago. this one prances across the living room floor when he thinks no one is looking, and tonight he had a staring contest with me while he licked his lips. (shudder)

we have set traps – but he licks peanut butter and cream cheese clean off the traps without anything happening! so tonight when he showed his face, we got Pixie, the intrepid mouse killer, to hunt him down. The only problem was, once she caught him, she decided she wanted to play with him. And he escaped.

tomorrow night, the continuing saga of Pixie versus the Mice of Albany.