Mouse Puns Novels & Stories

I say, wrinkling my nose, charmed a bit. “Yes,” he says, leaning back and laughing. “So, when you have a mouse problem in your home, people dismiss it as a sign of a house full of friendship and laughter.” “Oh,” I say, smiling now and nodding. “Like how we say it’s good luck, if a bird poops on you.” He blinks at me, shocked. “Wha – what!?” I burst into laughter yet again, leaning back in my chair and letting the joy sweep through me – because of course, if you didn’t grow up hearing that, it really is just gross, isn’t it?