No wonder we had mice

I remember that when Amber, Brian and me (cindy was just a baby) would act up at the dinner table, momma would send us, plates and all, to our bedrooms to until we were done. I used to stick the unwanted portion of my food down the heat duct so that I could be "done" sooner, plus it saved me from having to eat certain unpleasantries. I, like Amber, kept this dirty little secret until only a few years ago when I finally fessed up. It worked though! I never did get caught, especially since it seemed someone must've carried the food away...probably the mice that would sometimes appear...Buddy took care of them later.