Caesar is out to get me

Fourteen in three days, but only two in the last one; I hope I'm not being watched and plotted against by mouse society.

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That Caesar salad tried to kill me but so far, I have survived. The violent shivering due to the chills was the most annoying.

I wondered if I had been drinking beers with the salad how I would have faired. In the olden days beer was better than water because the alcohol level kept the nasty little germ in check somewhat, or so I'm told.

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