Furry friend

So Brent and I got up early this morning to do some homework and I heard this scuttling noise coming from the kitchen. I stood in front of our cabinets and the noise stopped, but it kept repeating as we tried to work. Brent took out all of our bowls and found some disgusting presents from what can only be a five-letter word animal that starts with an "m." Ew, ew, ew. We will have to go buy some traps, but I really hope this friend stays far, far away!

By the way, what is everyone doing for Thanksgiving?