My landlord went to look at the microwave yesterday. He called me to let me know that the back door had been left open. (My back door, it does not like to close.) He said, 'But it's OK. Both cats are in the living room."

He called back to tell me he could find nothing wrong with the microwave. I said, "Of course you can't. It doesn't happen right away."

I came home, and discovered why the cats were in the living room. (Jasper: Actually, you had been home for a half-hour and walked past it 3 times. I had to sit by the mouse to show you.)

The microwave woke me up at 1AM.