So, not more than an hour or two after putting the mouse to rest I look up to see (insert dramatic pause) ANOTHER MOUSE staring at me. I think they must use the same tailor because their outfits looked exactly the same. Now I'm paranoid, I think he's going to want revenge for the death of his brother. I hope I can sleep okay tonight. I'm bringing out the weapons of mouse destruction and picking up even more tomorrow. Forget watching CNN, the war of the moment is happening in my apartment.

I probably should have figured there'd be more than one, because people have told me that there's NEVER just one. I was hopefull though. More reports to follow.