Hahaha! My mom found out about the mice. She took it surprisingly well...but then it was late at night and she just got back from LA so... AGAIN with the (nonexistant) invisible fleas! Blah blah blah. I moved them out of my room though and into the living room.

I'm thinking of calling them C.C. and Cream. The brown one is C.C. (Short for Coffee Cake) and the white one is Cream! Heehee. Karen seems to like calling them poo-bags though. Understandable since they keep pooing and pooing and pooing...