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Yeah, ew. I saw a mouse in the kitchen the other day. I don't know if you guys have seen those very old cartoons where some woman sees a mouse and leaps onto a chair and screams? I always thought they were sexist in a silly way. Not offensive, just kind of dumb.

Well, guess who's feeling dumb now? I don't know how I got on the chair. I may have levitated and I felt as if all my blood had rushed to my head and then made a side trip to my stomach. I didn't say "eek" though. I may (very likely) have screeched a curse word that rhymes with "duck" .

Right? You guys must be shocked that I would screech at all, never mind using such language. *cough* I guess the cold weather has driven the little fuc...er mousies inside. Like I need this crap right now. Wee, sleeket, cowran, tim’rous beastie, my ass. I don't hate the little fuc..er, mousies, I just don't want any in my house. There's limits to hospitality, you know.

So I believe I saw a request for "pics or it didn't happen". I don't have any pics of the mouse so you guys will just have to take my word.

Yay

Brrr. Going pants free might not be advisable.