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"I get a phone call around 11. It’s the building management company calling about the mouse. “The pest control is here today inspecting the site, they’d like to see your balcony,” he says. I resist the urge to tell him it’s too late and we already named it. " I loved this. I'm in awe of how you wrench so much humour and pathos out of a day like that. I'd have been begging the rodent guy to take me away in a cage.

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Huh. I thought the girls would love pink food.

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