My friend Amanda and I grabbed some dinner at an amazing little vegetarian restaurant called "Maoz". Since there is limited seating in the take out restaurant, we decided to cross the street to enjoy our feast in Union Square Park. With the absence of the sun, mickey and his friends were out roaming as if we weren't even there. (FYI: We call all mice mickey) While sitting on the bench in the park, we had to keep our feet off the ground so that mickey and friends would not run into them. After a couple minutes of pure shock from this site, we decided to take our meal elsewhere.
It was the next night that my reality of the rodents was taken to another level. After a long day in the city, Lacey (who I am currently living with) and I arrived home to throw up our feet and relax. As we opened the door, there was an overwhelming stench. After trying to blame the smell on her little dog Hank,
we began to tear the apartment apart and this is what we found....
We found Mickey in the House! I hope I can survive this city!
Courtney

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