The time for sentiment is over. I purchased a second box of After Eights to replace my the mouse's first and left it on our desk in the living room. This morning I found this:
They have managed to crawl up a table leg onto the desk, sort through the papers, find the After Eights and nibble the chocolate off from the mint.
Be bold. Be cutthroat. The mice are like John Tucker.
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