Mickey, is that you?

A few weeks ago, as I was getting ready to make dinner, I found an interesting surprise in our spice drawer. Rather than a line of neatly arranged spices, I was greeted by a pile of paper scraps, an empty container of Chick Fila Polynesian sauce, a big sticky mess (the Polynesian sauce), and poop. Lots of poop. In case you’re not doing so well at putting two and two together, we had mice. I now have one bottle of onion flakes with no label and another container of who knows what that also has no label (It’s brown. And not cinnamon. Or cloves. Any guesses?). Little rascals.


But don’t worry, problem taken care of. Well actually, PETA people, you might need to worry.

PS- The picture is not actually the initial big, sticky mess. This is the second time- when the little rodents returned. Before we took them out.