We have a mouse. Her name is Abigail.
Abigail lives in the water heater. She is quite small, but can startle you and make you scream loud enough to wake your neighbors.
She first appeared in my life two days ago, when I heard a scurry behind my dresser. When I moved it out the way, I saw she looked more like a rat but it didn’t make me think of her any lesser. She made her way into the apartment through the water heater which is quite rude, straight towards the kitchen but Abi, we are not offering you food. And although she is quite small, she gives a big fright… so much so I couldn’t sleep the entire night. In the morning she was gone, she left through a gap, regrettably for Abi I have now set up many, many mouse traps. I don’t want her to get hurt, sweet Abi, just don’t come back. I could have lived without your presence, I apologize, but mice in the apartment is kinda whack.
This is a true story.
Abi, you are kind, but not wanted.