Sunday night, we brought the dogs in from their nightly walk and let them off their leashes. They both darted through the kitchen to a corner where their food is stored. At first we thought they were both very hungry but then we noticed they weren't looking at the food but underneath the rolling drawer. Howard pulled the cabinet out and a tiny little mouse ran out from underneath and darted down the hallway and under the closed spare bedroom door with Copper and Jack on its heels. Howard set a mousetrap in the room and we went to bed.
On Monday, I was sitting on the couch and Howard was standing to my left telling me a story. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the mouse enter the living room behind Howard. He could tell something was wrong so he turned quickly and saw it dart back into the kitchen. Copper had seen it too so he was now on the chase. He cornered it near the garage door but it escaped and ran down the stairs under the closed basement door. Howard moved the trap from the spare bedroom to the basement.
On Tuesday, I had just gotten in from taking the dogs out after work and was standing at the kitchen island going through the mail. Copper and Jack were back in the corner near the garage door sniffing. I turned my head to watch just as the mouse ran for the closed basement door again. Except this time, Copper was faster. All of a sudden, half the mouse was hanging out of Copper's mouth. I screamed and Copper dropped the mouse and ran behind me along with Jack. There on the floor, is a poor little Fievel, half-dead struggling to make it to the basement door. I knew I couldn't leave it there because Copper wasn't ready to be done with it. So I took two red solo cups and scooped the mouse up and tossed everything into a plastic bag. And yes, I may have been crying the whole time.
I hope everyone has a happy and safe 4th of July! We have decided to make it pretty low-key this year. Me, Howard, the dogs, the grill, the pool, some beer and fireworks. It doesn't get much better than that!