Last night the mice sent out a challenge to Sarah and me. We had left a bag of bagels on the counter that we had bought in the afternoon. When we awoke the bag had been skillfully penetrated and each bagel had been gnawed on. To show their victory over mankind the mice decided to have a party on top of the stove and leave hundreds of mouse droppings. I had nightmares last night about the mouse which I now believe is an army of mice plotting to take over the apartment after the nuclear armageddon. In the nightmare it was reminiscent of the lines from Hotel California "They stab it with their steely knives but they just can't kill the beast". We need to borrow a cat, get mousetraps, patch holes in the walls where they enter and exit with immunity, drain the swamp, increase border security, attack them where they breed, send troops, kill-kill-kill.