MoUsE iN tHe HoUsE

Well it is official...we have yet another mouse in our house!

Khloe (our cat) caught the first one. Ben was out of town in Kentucky and I was home alone with Colt, who at the time was only about 2 months old. Khloe kept jumping up on the washer and time and time again I kept popping her on the butt telling her to get down. After about the 5th time I closed the door. Later that day I went to start a load of laundry. I turned the water on and was about to pour my Tide in and I look down and HoLy CrAp...there's a freaking MoUsE!!!

Here's our little mouse friend #1 :)

Being the little girl that I am screamed and panicked. Ummmm holy crap there is a mouse in washer and I will be darned if I am going to stick my hand in there and get it out! Thankfully my father in law lives right down the road and he came and saved the day!

Fast forward about 4 months to the present.

Once again Khloe is acting a fool and in total attack mode. She's camped out in the kitchen infront of the oven. We've searched but have found nothing so we figured she was just crazy...it seems to run in the family :) well today Ben went to make a sandwich and found a hole in the bag of bread and some nibbled bread. Stupid mouse. So now I'm paranoid that I'm going to walk into the kitchen and a mouse is going to walk over my foot. I will probably have a heart attack. I don't do critters or rodents. Thankfully my husband is amazing :) Ben to the rescue!! Hopefully we catch that nasty thing soon.