Eeeek! We have a mouse in the house. And my good hunter kitty, Dilly, is feeling poorly still. And of course it is in the sofa. Oh yes, the same sofa the squirrel was in. I am on guard while Dave is out buying mouse traps, but if that thing comes out, you all know I am going to pee my pants right? LOL
Oh please do not let this be a rerun of the squirrel incident .
I am way too chicken for all of this wildlife business.