Twas the night before Thanksgiving and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ~ MOUSE, yes, when I went out to the garage to get something out of the garage refrigerator I saw a MOUSE!! Nicholas was going over our menu and checking things off when he heard me scream and realized he was stuck at home, with mom, and a mouse ~ not a good combination! Two pound babies in the NICU don't scare me, but a 2 inch mouse ~ that's a whole different story!
He and I put our heads together and decided that Rebel, our younger of the two cats, would be our best defense in taking care of our mouse situation. However, Rebel had just finished eating so his desire to go hunting in the garage didn't pan out so well and he was rather bored with the whole situation.
We finally opted to go back to cooking our Thanksgiving feast and tried to ignore the mouse situation that was transpiring out in the garage. Nicholas had requested a chocolate cake as part of our Thanksgiving meal. I can't say that's a norm in our menu, but, as he doesn't care for apple, pumpkin or pecan pie I can see how chocolate cake would be appealing. He was very proud of the cake he made and was getting ready to bake and as this was round two with the cake, as round one ended up on the floor with all the mouse excitement, he was quite relieved when it finally made it into the oven ~ his cake received rave reviews on Thanksgiving:)
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