The first thing I did upon waking was clean up a regurgitated mouse from the bathroom floor.
The last thing I did was clean up a mouse head and a bit of innard Soph had left for me on my seat up in the stair-loft. It was well-meant . . . and to be honest, kind of cute. But maybe it's just that I'm inured to the blood and guts.
And in the middle of the day I took both cats to the vet and discussed mousing with her, and watched while she de-wormed them. Here's hoping today's theme will be quite different. Chocolate would be nice. Or surprise presents in the mail.