Around the Way in Seven Days

Hey there! If you thought I was a goner, you were wrong! I'm very much alive and camping out under my owner's couch. Yeah, that's right. I'm chillin.' I come out from time to time to dine on sunflower seeds and crumbs I find in the area. It's a good life, so much better than living locked up. They thought it was Alcatraz. LOL! 

It's been seven days since my escape. I have gotten so much exercise dodging these humans. They look so funny scrambling to catch lil ole me. If they only knew that word has spread in the rodent world. We know all the tricks humans pull to try to capture us. No can do. Not me, not now. I'm enjoying the sights and sounds. In seven days I have explored the kitchen, a closet and the lovely living room. I even dodged the exterminator. 

Today, I sensed some movement above my head. The couch was moving. I thought it was my first earthquake, but it seems my owner's mom was moving the couch. She thinks she's slick. As soon as we made eye contact I scurried under the couch. You can move that bad boy all you want, but it's going to take an act of congress to catch me! 

Here's a pic of the set-up, replete with live traps (hmf!):