On a bright sunny day in 1985, Mr. & Mrs. Mouse had seemingly found the perfect place to live, it was well insulated with a fenced in yard, protecting them from those nasty barn cats, & a properly grounded roof, which offered protection from those pesky lightning strikes. (pic 1 & 2)
Things rolled along nicely for a while, with Mrs. Mouse expecting & work going well at the grain bin.
Unfortunately, Mr. Mouse returned home late one night, (after having a few too many at the local gentleman's club) & passed out with a lit cigarette. (pic 3).
The resulting fire was bad enough for the landlord to cancel their lease, forcing them to move to the other side of town, next to the abandoned petroleum storage facility.
This house offered the same amenities & was larger, perfect for their growing family.
Things rolled along nicely again, until Mr. Mouse, having not learned his lesson, let history repeat itself & caused an even larger fire. (pic 4).
As you can imagine, Mrs. Mouse was furious! After much "discussion", (& pan throwing), Mr. Mouse agreed to go to rehab & join a support group.
While away at rehab, Mrs. Mouse collected the insurance money & purchased the perfect new home, it was made of steel & asbestos, so there was no way Mr. Mouse could set it on fire, & it was nice & cool during the summer. So off to the clutch they went.
As winter set in, Mrs. Mouse complained that their new home was too cold, & demanded that Mr. Mouse, as punishment for his folly, spend ALL his free time insulating their new home.
After many generations of cancer & birth defects, lawsuits were filed for asbestos exposure, which eventually led to the home being condemned & the Mouse family moving to parts unknown...
-NOTE- The events of the mice depicted in this story, either written or implied, are fictitious.
Any similarities to mice, both living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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