Dead Mouse.

I start work late on a Friday. So after stuffing my face with pancakes (there goes the diet), I thought I'd go on my laptop.

I'd only been on it a few minutes when my mouse decided to die. Luckily my husband found me an old plug in one, which actually seems to be working better than my other one.

It doesn't help that Sophia used to knock my old one on the floor whenever she wanted attention.