Harriet Mus and the Chamber of Certain Death

Okay, so, first there was a lot of stuff that happened, I don't even want to start, my last update was WAY too long ago. But anyhow, yesterday I went to see the Kaiser Chiefs with kaitoucheckers. At the time I had no idea who they were or what kind of music, but I figured, hey, I'm always up for new experiences. So, we went, and it was British rock. Thier opening band was 3 members, the lush (Who had the most gorgeous woman legs ever and he was quite the looker, but downed at least 3 beers on stage, had had some before and definately was seen drinking after.), Kamio (who was funny and adorable), and the awsome drummer (who actually stood up ontop of his drum set to play at times). Then the real band came out. they really were great. This little fan girl, Heather, was pulled on stage and the lead singer sang to her and danced with her. She of course started crying and had her hand on her mouth. We talked with her after the concert when she told her friends "Everyone was staring at me!" So Chex and I stared at her and told her "Everyone's looking at you." at which point she promptly gushed about how "he smelled so good", and "oh my god! he wore the t-shirt I made him at the encore!", ect.

But now onto later that night, and Harriet. I had gone up to get ready for bed and as I came out of the bathroom I noticed that the cat was STILL fascinated by something. This is very common, so I figured it was dust or maybe a small bug. But as I walked by I heard and very distinct scared squeeking. I looked down to see a mouse, hidding behind my giant tennis ball, keeping the tennis ball between him and Havie. So I told my father and then went with Stanley and got somethign to put him in. Dad kept insisting that we send the mouse back to the snake. Then Stanley mentioned the "one that got away" thing, and boom, the mouse was named Harriet.

It seemed to really like me, it kept climbing on me with it's stick little padded feet and was being cute, and it didn't seem to want to go to Stanley, so she was like, "Well, my sylithern blood must be too strong." And I was like, yeah, I guess I'm not Draco then." and started moping about being a good guy. And that's when it happened! It bit me! Dad was of course delighted with a, "now we get to feed it to the snake". I gave the mouse more food at that point. It liked Stanley after that.

Anyhow, we need your help. Please go here: http://www.livejournal.com/users/bitterhader/203336.html
and vote if we should feed Harriet to Ayame, or if we should keep it. Please don't say get it a Ron or Hermione. 'cause I'll toss them in to Ayame. Also, I've got bad graining pictures too, so, here they are, enjoy.