No!

My dog is going crazy!  She is sniffing all the oxygen from the room in our remote corners. I fear we have a mouse!!  No!!!!  Yuck!!!  Why, oh why do I have to be such a girl??

Thankfully our pest guy came out the other day (along with the lawn guy and the tree guy.  My door got a lot of knocking that day!).  I let him know our dog’s behavior was a little hinky and he said this was the time of year that mice seek warm indoors.  EW!!

So we have sticky traps all over the place.  We had to move one to a new place over which she went crazy and found another replaced to the middle of the room by guess-who!  It is a wonder she didn’t cry trying to get unstuck!

My daughter didn’t want to go to sleep last night because of all the mice talk.  I am such a squeamy girl that I can’t help much.   The good news is that there is no other evidence.  Only our wacky dog. 

Pray I have the dignity to not wig out if anything is eventually discovered, will ya?  Maybe I can be all ‘homeschooling-mom-queen’ and make it a learning experience?  *shiver*