We were working late one night last week and Helen noticed this little critter running around the halls of Storehouse 10. She caught him with her jacket and he played dead while she carried him outside. It was pretty exciting.
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We were working late one night last week and Helen noticed this little critter running around the halls of Storehouse 10. She caught him with her jacket and he played dead while she carried him outside. It was pretty exciting.
