Apparently, an outdoor mouse had been attracted to the scent of my mice and found it's way into my house and into my room. He then squeezed his tiny body into their cage and was confronted by two angry enemies. The mouse was not even half the size of Peanut and was quickly attacked by both of my mice. Oreo and Peanut suffered minor bite wounds to the tails, but the outdoor mouse was nearly killed. I managed to manipulate the outdoor mouse and get him to crawl up into the removal compartment of the cage so that I could safely release him back into the wild. I then cleaned the cage thoroughly.
That night was so shocking but funny at the same time. My mom said that I looked like I had just seen a ghost when I came downstairs to tell her what I saw. Since then, Peanut and Oreo have not had any unwanted visitors, thankfully.
So my mom lived in an apartment in South Philly for a while, the building was filthy, should have been condemned said my mom. Anyway one day my mom was in her room listening to some records and painting something when she heard noises outside her window that sounded like whining. She looked out the window and saw that there were several little kittens outside on her fire escape and they appeared to be cold and hungry. So my mom opened the window and let them in and fed them cat food. The months went by and as it got warmer my mom would just leave the window partially open for the cats to come in and eat.
One day my mom had a date come to the house before they were going to go out for dinner. He knocked on the door and when my mom opened it he saw all the kittens that were eating from the bowl my mom had put out on the floor. "OH MY GOD! Bliss, you have rats all over your floor!" Then of course my mom started to freak out because she thought they were kittens all this time
"What where what the fuck?"
"Right there how could you not see them you're feeding them! What's wrong with you!"
So of course my mom found out she mistakes a bunch of huge city rats for kittens and had been feeding them for several months. You can be damn sure she started wearing her glasses after that.
He decided one day he would be bold and daring and build something! Something unlike anything anyone else had done. He invented the PadOmeter!
What this invention did was flung in a projectile manner sanitation napkins onto lockers. It became a new sport!
He would look at himself in the mirror and tell himself he was a genius.
But one day he took a really close look and discovered he was nothing but a joke!
He walked out of the big door that said, "EXIT" and was never seen again.
My speech improved but I sill struggled. When saying a long sentence I would stumble across words and would have to repeat myself multiple times. It was irritating but I managed, with the exception of one thing; people couldn't take me seriously. Every time I opened my mouth when I was mad, frustrated, or sad people would just crack up. The more I talked the more they would laugh. I was powerless. My voice became my enemy. I could no longer use it to my advantage. I decided to keep my mouth shut and not talk. It was the only sensible thing to do. When I was around people who would constantly laugh at my lisp even after the entertainment weared off, I would just keep quiet.
....to be continued