Foot managed to catch the little mouse that's been running around Andrea's house lately.
He came and dropped it at my feet and I did my best not to jump. Foot was nice enough to keep it alive so I could hear its little screams, and watch him tear around the room after the poor thing. I managed to get it away from him, and put it under a glass vase. Foot and Ratatouille had a little staring contest before I brought the
little guy to the forest, only to be eaten moments later by a big owl.
It's a cruel world my friends.
