Tale About a Mouse

She was tidying up the food store, then soon a mouse appeared on a shelf. "What a cuuuute lil thing....." she whispered. So touched by it's white fur and pink nose, that she called her husband from the sitting room. He came, he saw, and searched for a baseball bat. "I'm killing this pest!" he shouted, as he raised the bat. His wife stood right in front of the mouse. "If you gonna kill this cute, lil thing, you gonna pass through me first!" she quipped. Her husband was surprised to the core of his bone marrow, that he sat on a stool close to him. He cupped his palms on the bat, and lay his head on top of them. "What are you thinking, Sweetheart?" she asked. He looked at her as if he was seeing her for the first time, and shook his head with dismay written all over his face. "You love that mouse, don't cha?" Her face became red with rage. "Ok, so you want to kill this cutie because you're jealous?! Ha! This is unbelievable! How can you believe I love it more than I do love you??!!" Her husband's face had slowly turned from dismay to utter amazement. Noticing the look on his face, she became angrier. "Aha! Now you are chuckling in your heart because you don't care at all!! You are still planning how you'll kill this innocent creature, isnt it?!?!?" "Honey, that's a rodent, ok?" "Now you think I don't know what a rosent is?!?! I had an A in Biology and had a scholarship to......never mind!! Her husband bursted out laughing. She had a blank look on her face. "Sweetie, let's make it a pet....." "Why didn't you say so before!!" she screamed, as she hugged him, while seated on the stool. "What name will we call it?" he asked. "Hmmmmmm....... "Tommy!" "Wha...what?! Your ex's name?! You're not serious!! He treated you like a douche bag, and you still call out his name?! She was enraged once again. "One, it's just a name. Two, I'm not a douche bag!!" For hours they argued from one point to the other, as the mouse helped itself out with some dried corn....