Festus mouse arrived. Apparently he's Eberts twin. We told him Ebert had come to a striking end, nonetheless he seems to have taken up house underneath the stove. Grover throws his food around and two nuggets remain out of reach. Festus must think he's landed a good berth. Ha!
Winnie keeps going out after dark. She's digging again and if she's recruiting mice for entertainment I'm going to entertain her. Royally.
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