So it's becoming winter and you know those furry little rodents everyone hates to admit to having in their house. Well we get them every winter and My SO was in the kitchen and saw one running in the laundry room. He comes in the living room telling me about it and I'm about to go in the laundry room to start the washer. He tells me and shows me he's pretty sure he knows where it went to so I told him to look. He tells me if it comes out and starts to run watch my feet because I'm barefooted. I told him I'm not worried. So I'm not paying any attention and I hear him start screaming. He scared the crap out of me and I ask him what's wrong?! He tells me didn't you see it? No i didn't see anything. The mouse had jumped out at him. I walked out laughing and here comes our 3 yr old asking what was wrong? I told him daddy saw a mouse and is screaming like a girl. My 3 yr old with a very serious face says that mouse got daddy. Lol