We have a new addition to the house. He is called Barry. In a very "stolen generation" type situation, we caught the mouse that has been sprinting around the kitchen floor of an evening, and told him we are giving him a better home in an exciting plastic cage. It is a very nice cage though. He was a bit scared at first, and looked at us funny as we cooed at him in his new home, but he seems to have settled in ok, and sporadically does loop de loops in his running wheel. He's very fast - but we already knew that, cause it took us 3 months to catch him. We admit that that's because there may be more than one Barry. In fact, we've already seen a Janet. (To explain, Barry and Janet are the names of my best friend's parents. I don't know how they ended up with those names other than he looks like a Barry.)
As I was writing this, Bill turned to Barry and said, in a consternated tone, "Barry, we've bought you a house with a spaceship." (It's true - the cage has this kind of Jetsons type spaceship tower thing). Barry was too busy spinning to answer. He likes his wheel.