The battle of wits begins and so far the mouse is winning. For the last two nights I've been awakened by the scuttling and scrounging of a mouse. Although I haven't actually seen it in my wee room, I'm certain this little critter is in here at night slowly trying to drive me mad. Last night after having a few pints in the pub below, I noticed the utility closet door, down the hall from my room, was open with a shoebox with what looked like Raisin Bran covering the bottom. Of course, I thought it was a bit odd, but after 3.5 pints I just wanted to crawl into bed. However, at 4.30am I was awakened by what sounded like a cat in a litter box. Either a fellow tenant has decided to feed and poison the little bugger or provide a welcome wagon complete with raisins! Now the concerning thing is the fact that I was able to hear it scratching around in the box through my door about 6 feet away down the hall. Perhaps the flip side of this would be if it is as big as the sound suggested, it couldn't possibly fit under my door and snuggle up to me at night. Hmmm...I will try to take comfort in this scenario. I suppose if I come back from class in the next few days and find a perfect semi-circle hollowed out from my door or wall and a little welcome mat out front, I then become Tom to his Jerry. Of course, we all know how well Tom faired in this battle of wits. For now, I've learned to sleep with a light and/or TV on, not very environmentally conscious, but I feel it is justifiable in order to keep me sane. This is certainly temporary. By this weekend, I will either find myself a live trap myself or simply throw up the white flag and leave a plate of mature cheddar cheese out.
On a more enjoyable note, they have great beer here! I also got to meet a couple of regulars last night. It will be interesting to see if I earn my own barstool like Norm. The people here are cool and I look forward to seeing how competitive Pub Quiz night gets :)
That's all for now.
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