July 20th 2005 3:49 pm
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It's been a rough day. Sometime around lunch, my mouse became wedged behind the fridge. I patiently waited for the rest of the afternoon for my mouse rescue team. Mom finally arrived around 5:30, only to mistaken my pleas as a greeting.
"Meowse!" I cried, trying to coax her to the fridge.
"It's not dinnertime Bruce." she replied. She then proceeded to pick me up and scratch my neck.
"Meowse! Meee-OOOW-se!"
Then Dad arrived around 6.
"Meowse?" I asked.
Dad put me on the bed and rubbed my head.
I jumped off the bed and repeated my plea, "MEEEE-OOOWWW-SE!"
6:30 arrived and finally Mom realized I wanted my mouse.
"Oh, mouse!" she stated, removing it from behind the fridge.
*sigh*
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