It's an empty Victor Mousetrap again, the cute little thing has learned to lick the peanut butter so delicately the trap never fires. Soon she will be fat and strong enough to trigger the trap. Irony. I would feed her regular meals if she didn't soil and pee remote corners of our kitchen. Go toilet train a mouse! Meanwhile it's been 34 hours since I last soiled my lungs with Marlboros. As a reward, goin fishin with my non-smoking friend next door. Last time we had a sea bass and a good-sized halibut (flétan, pour les francophones). Nothing like the one we are hoping for (see pict!). Other exciting news, Nikki is now publishing her poetry on the web poetry.com/nicolebeaudry Go there, type her name (Nicole Beaudry) and give her a good vote so she can win the monthlly prize!
BTW, Nikki found a wonderful angle for her third novel. I think it's just great but will spare you the surprise. She's careful about smoke and hiding smoker's paraphernalia, bless her little lungs! See y'all later!
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