Ficlets

This is a Ficlet-icious story for sure:

There’s a mouse in Bill Exner’s house that he says he has captured three times. Each time, the mouse escaped, and the last time the rodent made off with his lower dentures.

Exner, 68, said he and his wife Shirley scoured his bedroom after the dentures disappeared from his night stand.

“We moved the bed, moved the dressers and the night stand and tore the closet apart,” he said. “I said, ‘I knew that little stinker stole my teeth’ — I just knew it.”

Ah ha ha ha ha ha hah ha! Probably not so funny when your dentures are swaddled in floot dust and mouse turds, no. But from here, it’s pretty darn amusing.

This is why we have cats: Rodent murdering and teeth retrieval.