Update:

   Mouse still unaccounted for. The trap is set in the shelves, so we're just going to have to wait... It's been there all night, but I'm still hearing scrabblings. Of course, the whole night I couldn't get to sleep because I was dreading the final snap! that would send me shooting out of bed with alarm, and most likely hurling a lamp, hairbrush, or whatever was closest in that general direction, due to the fact I would automatically presume it was a professional hitman entering my room to kill me by sawing a hole in the side of the house and crawling in and strangling me. Quite. You never know about these things.
   In other news, I'm going to try to get out to see that horse this Saturday. If he works out, he's getting body clipped and ridden every day before spring comes so I'll be able to actually compete. Gosh I miss competing. We'll probably start off just doing some hunter shows until he's totally finished (5, and still a bit green), then move on to Beginner Novice eventing, then take it on from there.
   It's a lovely day, and after I get the thrice accursed school done, I plan on going out and visiting the ponies. I'm considering roaching Spirit's mane, due to the fact we're not showing, and he keeps getting burrs stuck in it. And it's all short and frizzy. How do you guys think he'd look with a 'hawk? Pretty dang adorable, I'll bet. I mean, he totally fills the tough guy appearance- tall, fat, uncoordinated, slow, big ears. Note the sarcasm ;)
-EQ and her tough guy, Spirit, signing off!