​​​​​​Because humor is funnier when you know it's true.

A mouse, a trap and me​ (continued)

I sauntered back into the house.

"Aren't you happy you didn't kill it?" Natalie said.

I didn't think about what I had done one way or the other. I just wanted to get some sleep. I did, however, ponder whether there was this happy mouse out there asking for directions back to my house. How could he resist our five-star hospitality?

-Marcel Strigberger

This piece first appeared in the Globe and Mail.  Marcel Strigberger after 40 plus years, retired from his Greater Toronto Area litigation law practice and continues the more serious business of humourous speaker and author, including penning two books,  Poutine On the Orient-Express, and Birth, Death, and Other Trivialities.  You can follow him on marcelshumour.com.