Stuart Little

When we moved from Georgia we didn't have time to look for a house to buy, so we found one to rent. It is about 80 years old and has a ton of it's original charm. We love the house! Or at least I loved it until two nights ago when Jeremy said we might need to get a couple of mouse traps. I asked of course the dumb question, "Why"? The answer, "Because I just saw a mouse run into the kitchen"! Let's get one thing straight, I don't do spiders or any type of bug for that matter and the thought of a mouse completely grosses me out! That night at dinner Jillian over heard us talking about the mouse and asked what it's name was. When she found out that it didn't have a name she decided to name it! We disscussed the two names that she knew were names of mice and came up with two, Mickey Mouse and Stuart Little. Jillian decided on a Stuart Little because the mouse wasn't big enough to be Micky Mouse! Of course I bought mouse traps the next day and this morning when we got up we found Stuart! Let's just say he enjoyed his last meal! By the way, Jillian thinks we let it go outside so she's been looking for him and if you ever need to get rid of a mouse the sticky pads with a peanut butter cup in the middle work great!!!