Here we are, just 36 hours after the initial mouse sighting. I’m happy to report that, as of this morning, the world has one less mouse in it! Even better – it was the GIANT mouse. Take that!
I don’t think Chad believed me when I told him how big the mouse was. He asked me to show him by holding up my hands, and then went on to say “Yeah, I don’t think it was THAT big, honey.” This morning, when said mouse was found in the trap, I was vindicated – and my terror was understood.
The giant mouse was immediate tried and convicted of terrorizing the woman of the house, and the jury unanimously decided its fate: the death penalty. What can I say, I’m a Texan!
We still have traps down and the kitchen barricade up, in the event that the smaller mouse decides he’s brave enough to return. This time, we’re ready.