As I was making my lunch, I saw the little grey furball scurrying along the kitchen floor.
I didn't get a good look at it, so I'm not sure if it was a large mouse or a small rat.
Yes, I did the super-girly thing and jumped on a chair.. after a loud, high-pitched squeal. Lol.
So, I guess my mom was right about there being a mouse around. She thought it was in the garage or basement. I don't think she'll be too happy when she finds out where I found it.
Wow, you know I have extra time on my hands when useless posts like this appear. ;)
Okay, time to do more job-hunting...