More Mouse Mayhem

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Last Monday night, Alexander the Touched Kitty (so called because he’s a bit lulu, batty, non compos mentis) comes trotting into the living room where Doug and I are sitting on the sofa. He has a mouse in his mouth. “Good kitty!” Doug says. The...

Of Mice and Me

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1. Sunday afternoon, Doug takes Jack and Jane to the beach to gather rocks, leaving me at home with the babies. We play happily on the living room floor, stacking blocks and knocking them over and laughing, until I have to go start dinner. When I walk into the...