A Mouse In The House

Last Friday, Ryan had a friend come over early for his party.  This kid is really sweet, and he's funny.  So when we were sitting in the living room and he said he saw a mouse run from under my desk to under the bookshelf, I thought he was kidding.  He insisted that he really saw a mouse, but I didn't believe him.

Fast forward to Monday morning.  Junior calls me around 6am (which is weird) to tell me that when he was getting ready to go to work that morning, he saw a mouse in the house.  He said it was sitting on it's back legs (you know how mice sit...well, at least I see the hamsters do that pose) just staring at him.  he said he walked right up to it, and it didn't move at all.  It just stood there staring at him.

I asked if he shooed it out of the house, and he said no.  He went to work, leaving it sitting in my living room.  Am I the only one who thinks that was just plain wrong?  He justifies it by saying that the mouse looked really sweet.  Okay, whatever.  He's just lucky I haven't seen the little guy.  We went to the store Monday night to get a trap, but I want one that will catch him alive so that we can release him in the woods.  Unfortunately, those traps are more expensive than the snap traps, so we will have to wait until Friday to get one. 

Let's all just hope I don't run into the little guy before than.