Signs of Mice

I’m sitting in a marvelous chair that doesn’t ever make you tired when you sit in it, or hot, or irritable.  I think we have a mouse, which seems impossible considering our double cat situation, but I have seen signs.  I am spending more time in G’s studio than usual, because of the magic chair, so I’m noticing things I didn’t notice before.  Like signs of mice.  This evening I am going over to the neighbor’s to watch Obama speak at the Democratic convention and to drink Dark & Stormies.   Dark & Stormies are made with ginger beer and dark rum.  I’m going to bring pineapple juice because the last time I had ginger beer I said to myself, who am I kidding, I don’t like ginger beer.