Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for August 27, 2021

Her keyboard is looking uneasy.

What she did to her alarm clock is worse than anything Stephen King ever dreamed of.

Easy, Carrie…Lay down the hammer, slowly…

Her mouse has been straying over to the Hunky Men of Venice Beach website.

To be fair, the mouse had it coming.

When my mice ‘die’ I disassemble them and scatter the parts lest they return to vex me. But my trackball just rolls on.

I hope you’re happy now, but I hope you have a replacement on hand.

Pretty sure the squeaking has stopped.

Rats!

Come to think of it, I haven’t seen Carrie’s husband lately…

She’ll leave the remains lying around as a warning to the next mouse.

Looks like she hit it, right on the head….

Unfortunately, her little “incident” has signed her up for five years of the “Haggis of the Month” Club…

Mice don’t generally train well but this one certainly wont ever be naughty again.

Carrie now finds it difficult to order a new mouse on line.

I got nothin after ChessPirate

Carrie will discover my quandry. You can’t buy a new mouse online when your old mouse is out of commission. During the worst of the first quarantine when everything was closed, I lived in fear of my only connection to the Internet dying of old age. No way to replace it.

Let this be a warning to her husband

Good thing she doesn’t use a touch screen…

Bang Bang Carrie’s silver hammer came down on her mouse

Don’t blame the mouse! It’s Microsoft Windows that causes it to freeze up all the time.

Does Carrie’s head spin round and round when she kills mice?

I for one, am horrified. I love my little mouse it is the touch pad and or screen that rebels and goes running amok.

Caught it stealing cheese.