I am that lady that hops on the chair and screams at the thought of a mouse. I know it is totally irrational and silly, but yet I can’t help it. So when my brother in law stayed with us and said he thought he heard a mouse I was on edge!
James and I were cleaning the living room rearranging furniture and vacuuming and found droppings- okay now I’m SERIOUSLY on edge. And a little bit later I opened the drawer of the side table, that I had already moved and out darts the mouse.
AHHHHH!!! So I went down the stairs and gave James a play by play of the mouse’s every move while James set up to catch him. The next half hour was probably hilarious to watch. James triumphed and caught the mouse in the plastic container.
And Sariah is NOT my daughter and wanted to sit and talk to the little mouse! We released him back into the snow where yes he probably died- this is what James kept telling that the mouse would die outside like I was seriously going to keep the thing! Okay I still get the shivers thinking about this! And it happened in JANUARY!!