God's Plan

I prayed to God in the silent house, In the quiet stillness, in came a mouse, Yes, in scuttled Horatio the Mouse, Sardonic God has sent me a mouse, So, a little fur friend, God's blessings don't end, This mouse is way too hyperactive, I ask, does this it come from a mouse collective? Is Horatio pregnant? Think twice. Shall I be plagued by furry mice? I bought poison and mousetraps, too bad, Is the mouse collective about to be sad? Thus spake God, in the silent dark house, "I shall send you a fur friend mouse?"