I've spent the night cleaning up mouse shit with Pablo. How romantic. There was a lot!!! Totally repulsive.

We still don't know where they get in. We cleaned up and are setting traps.

One of the worst feelings in the world is going to bed and dreadfully waiting for the awful "SNAP" in the middle of the night. The actual noise isn't as bad as the anticipation. It's horrible.

Sweet dreams...