[Connie]

I got freaked out here this morn. I got up and let the dogs out. I go out through the kitchen door into the garage and then let them out the back garage door. We got out in the garage and Maddie and Libby ran right outside, but Faith was just standing there behind me. I looked to see if something was wrong and she was standing there looking at a dead mouse! OMGosh! I told her to get outside and then stood there horrified and knowing I was home alone and would have to dispose of the body. Eeeeeek! Where in the world did this dead mouse come from? Now I have the everlovin creeps about even going out in the garage. I called Patti and told her and she had a good mouse story, so I thought it would be fun to start a thread and hear some good stories.

My story is...probably 5 years ago or so, I went downstairs to get my clothes out of the dryer. They'd been there for a while, so I decided to put it on fluff mode for a while. When I turned on the dryer, I heard a scratching noise and didn't think much of it. I called my Mom and we were talking about this and that, and as we were talking, I went downstairs to get my clothes out of the dryer. I opened the dryer door and reached in and saw a mouse sitting there looking at me. It was like a delayed reaction...I thought, "a mouse," and then it hit me. I had a shirt halfway out of the dryer when I slammed the door shut. I had to wake up my hubby and that little mouse was so loopy from being on spin mode for 20 minutes, that all my hubby had to do was reach in (with a rubber glove on his hand) and pick him up. It took me a long time to get over the fear of taking clothes out of the dryer. I would carefully take one piece out at a time and hold my breath while doing so. The little critter had gotten in through our vent, which was stuck open for some reason and then chewed through the lint filter to find his way into the dryer.

Now let's hear your mouse story...this should be fun!