I am terrified of mice! TERRIFIED! In fact I'd much rather run into that rattle snake in the dark then a mouse. With that being said....over the last few weeks I've had several run-ins with these nasty little creatures. The first was all Bruce's fault. Bruce is our pool cleaner and when he stopped working I figured he sucked up a rock. That was no rock. It was a dead baby mouse. I couldn't just leave it, and there's no one else to do it, so I had to put on my big girl panties and take charge. Kayla and I tried to flush it out with a hose, but when that didn't work I had to pull it out by it's tail. It was completely disgusting! I get the willies just thinking about it!
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