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I just, in the course of changing the litterboxes, discovered four vanilla sandwich cream cookies sitting on the shelf of the water-heater closet. Just... sitting there, in a row. Four of them.
We either have some anal-retentive, silent, dropping-less mice (so they're anal retentive in more ways than one then?) ... or a weird ass ghost.
Wtf, yo? We haven't even *had* vanilla sandwich cookies in *months*. I only discovered them because I ended up standing on tiptoes to replace the bucket of litter on the shelf. Which was, aside from the litter and the FOUR COOKIES, empty.
I have thrown the cookies away. And I will be keeping an eye out for anything else of that nature.
You ghosts won't fool me with that stunt again!
I'mma go take my shower now.
We either have some anal-retentive, silent, dropping-less mice (so they're anal retentive in more ways than one then?) ... or a weird ass ghost.
Wtf, yo? We haven't even *had* vanilla sandwich cookies in *months*. I only discovered them because I ended up standing on tiptoes to replace the bucket of litter on the shelf. Which was, aside from the litter and the FOUR COOKIES, empty.
I have thrown the cookies away. And I will be keeping an eye out for anything else of that nature.
You ghosts won't fool me with that stunt again!
I'mma go take my shower now.
