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It rarely gets cold during Winter in Houston, but it’s cold enough on some mornings for a jacket and gloves.
I was walking to the bus stop when I felt an odd tickle in my left sleeve.
Was my elbow acting up in the cold?
No. It was a crawling sensation along my arm.
So, I took off my glove, pulled my arm out of the jacket, and there was a mouse in my hand.
I put it on the ground to let it scamper off.
Clever thing. It waited until it was far from our cats to reveal itself.