I got nothing...

but a mouse.

Yeah, and I don't do mice. Or bugs. And knowing I have either one creeping around, gives me the heebie jeebies, especially when Jeremy isn't around!

I was going to get something from our freezer in the garage Sunday afternoon when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. That was all it took for me to run in the house. Eww! The remainder of the evening we went out through the front door and opened the garage with the "clicker." I am terrified of those things getting in the house. The guy next door was outside and I asked if he had any mouse traps. Unfortunately, he didn't, but he came over and looked around. Of course, they didn't move any more. Then, at separate times, Ella Grace and Major came to me and said "There's a man, want to ask him?" Ask him what I would say. "Ask him if he has any mousetraps!" Yes, there would be a random guy walking his dog or running and I guess they thought we just carry traps in our pockets. Too funny!

So, before church we ran to the store, grabbed a pack of mousetraps and got them set before we left for church. Let's just say Monday morning, one of my traps had some luck in the night.