I spent yesterday evening doing something I had no intention of doing: cleaning out the pantry. Yes, thanks to an uninvited house guest, I got to go through every piece of food in the pantry to check for signs of his feasts. Most of it was untouched: the bread, the crackers, the cereal. There were tell-tale signs that he has a sweet-tooth; a fondness for chocolate. Remember this?
I have no clue how we went through several winters without any guests, and now that it's blazing hot, we have one. Guess it's just too hot out there, even for mice!
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