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October 19, 2007

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Jonathan

Mar,

You've always been good at trading up!

Sorry about your new job in animal control.

JD

Karen

OH Aunt Mar! That's awful!!! Eeeew! I am so sorry... Sick!!! Good luck with that... I wish I could be there to help, but honestly, I'd probably just stand there and squeal the whole time...

Steve

Maybe you should get one of those Mouse catchers, that you can't even see them, they just enter this box, and they don't leave. Or just a mouse trap that slams shut, it's a little more gross, but it's instant death, and the mice never have guts to do it again. :)

Kim

Boy oh boy! What is going on over there? First birds dropping from the skies and now rats wreaking havoc on your poor animal sensitive soul. Sorry for the ewww, but thankful that you have friends who are close by to help. And you definitely got the better end of the deal!

Shelley

Sure glad I live on the other side of the neighborhood -- lots of crickets, but thankfully nothing warm blooded. And, no. I will not trade time with Matthew for rat duty -- NOT A CHANCE!

Stacy

Rats!

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