I'm still under sock arrest. It isn't as fun as it sounds.
I forgot to mention it, but yesterday Pip walked in holding something in his mouth. Mom talked him into dropping it, and it was a dead mouse! I made some sort strangled gasp; you would've thought I'd been stabbed. The freakiness of the moment has not worn off, unfortunately. This morning I practically had a heart attack when I saw a hair clip that was in a position to look like a mouse's corpse.
I haven't had a chance to write/edit yet today, but I'm going to Brynn's soccer match soon and I might write there. This has been a very mellow day.
Kirah
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