215: No Pets Permitted

A few weeks ago

a rat moved in. Or maybe

it was a mouse. We're not entirely sure.

But move in it did.

It lived under the fridge, eating

whatever scraps we forgot. A clever

little bugger, it avoided

the pest control. It still lives

under the fridge, we think.

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Written by: Katrine Hjulstad

Instagram: @katrinehjulstad

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