OMG!!!! There is a mouse in here....it is so cute but I screamed nevertheless when I saw it. I am sitting here in terror like the little thing is going to be able to hurt me.
I had come down to get some tea and, of course, I needed an immediate fix of my favorite substance (JWD - isn't that pathetic?) Then I heard this plastic bag crinkling. So, thanks to my WT days, I'm thinking (mostly in jest), "This bag is demonized."
It is in a Home Depot bag which was in the garage; I guess Tim brought in in last night and the poor little thing had been hanging out in it.
WHY do many women react with horror when they see a mouse? My daughters had mice as pets.....
I don't get it.
I don't want to wake Tim up to do something about it, either. I am going to have to carry the bag outside....
Ugh.