I can handle dead mice. Dump them in a bag, and reset the trap. No biggie. Unfortunately, it was not that easy this evening. Trap set, mouse caught....and mouse not dead. So when it was dumped into the plastic bag, it pretty much jumped into the kitchen sink. With Addy and I screaming like little girls (hey, we are!) Jeff totally took charge...the rodent was removed from my sink, and my house. I love my husband.
Dear God, I am so thankful for one less mouse, but also a man who is not afraid to put a glove on and grab a mouse in the kitchen sink. Amen.
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