Church Mouse

Meet my new colleague, Mr. Church Mouse.

Apparently, he and I are sharing a work space.

I was not aware of this until Friday when he strolled oh-so-casually through the office and slipped out under the door.

Oddly, I am okay with this. There are worse things, like the ants in the women's bathroom. And the kamikaze bird that lives on the building roof. I certainly prefer him over the spider that introduced himself to my sandal-clad foot two Fridays ago.

I wonder if church mice like coffee?