A letter to the mouse in my house (very Seussical don't you think) who is mocking me...
I truly believe you may be some kind of unnatural being, I have tried every way to eradicate you from my house, to include ways that would make my PETA membership canceled.
You laughed at my Mice Cubes (thanks Meg, they were no match for this beast)
The only person who was hurt by the mouse traps was me ( I swear I heard a strange squeaking laugh)
I think you used the moth balls as some form of exercise equipment probably to build up what I'm sure are six pack abs
You seemed to have ate my rodent poison thing that was "guaranteed" to work and you're still cooking
I've sprayed some strange aerosol substance the hardware store gave me everywhere and I believe you must have a Hazmat suit because it didn't effect you one bit.
At this point I would like to propose a deal, if you stop shitting under my bathroom sink and all over the belongings under the bathroom sink, I promise not to drop some kind of incendiary device down the whole you seem to be using to gain access to my bathroom cabinet.
Erin a confirmed MUSOPHOBIA