Me: Sorry about that. Mouse.
Her: Mouse??
Me: Yep. Squick me out.
Her: Don’t you have four cats??
Me: Yep. Pretty sure they’re overfed, but two of them are on the case. It ran into a room that I usually keep closed off in the winter but now I’ve opened the door so they can go for it.
Her: Well, the mouse should be taken care of soon then.
Me: Yeah, problem being that the circle of life thing generally happens under the kitchen table, right after they’ve chased it over my feet.
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Not sure why mice ook me out so badly. I can handle spiders (even big smiley ones), roach bugs, and most other household creepies. But can’t handle mice. Best I can do is trap them under a glass and toss the whole enchilada into the yard. But I absolutely won’t pick them up by the tail like Himself does.
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