Hickory dickory Dock
a mouse ran up kate's sock
Kate shook her pants
and did a dance
That little pisser died
of shock.
-Mom, Christmas Eve morning.

A mouse death wished himself from the kitchen cabniet to the cuff of my pant leg this morning. I squeeked, picked him up with a plastic bag and gently removed him from mousephobic mom. The little guy just couldn't hold on long enough to see his release in the back yard, with a handful of dog kibble. He died of fright.
Yep life in suburbia sure is full of suprises.