Alas, poor Yolanda. We barely knew ye!

I got home last night to dead mice. Specifially. DEAD BABY MICE.

I was totally creeped out. Luckily, my Dad was here to dispose of the tiny carcasses. Ewwww.

I can handle dead animals out in the wild. Hunting doesn't bother me. But bodies in the house are just too much for me.

So I guess Pepe really is Yolanda.

Yoland was a mouse.
Small. Grey.
Not a great nouse, but a mouse nonetheless.
I'd say I'd miss her but I'd be lying.
Alas, poor Yolanda. We barely knew ye!