Saturday, December 31


This Christmas there was no time to get bored. Before the celebrations started, my mother and I had our Annual Christmas Fight about Nothing. After the Annual Christmas Fight about Nothing we opened some presents and watched two dvd’s. The next day, during breakfast, my cat (yes, I have not told you this yet, but I have a cat) presented a dead mouse next to the pancake on my plate. Of course I started screaming, but my mother was relieved. Apparently there is a family of mice that moved in some months ago. After my mother removed the dead mouse we opened more presents. Perhaps getting rid of that mouse was cruel, but I didn’t want to think about it much.