Drama Drama Drama...

Now that I am inspired to share something else other than prayers for my friend, I need to share our experience yesterday morning.

I'm sitting at the computer, reading updates on Lindsey, and Kiera brings me something. It startes me so greatly, I scream and jump back. Because I screamed, she drops it and starts to cry, scared of it. Gabe, snoozing in the next room, hears the scream, hears the item hit the floor, thinks "Oh, that's a *****," rolls over and goes back to sleep, leaving the screaming wife and crying daughter to fend for themselves.

It was a fired and full mousetrap.... gross.

Explanation: Kerzon started stalking the cabinet under our sink on Sunday morning-- we knew what that meant, and have since caught two mice. There's barely any "evidence," so hopefully we can curb the problem quickly before it becomes an issue. I feel so grateful for our dear Kerzon for hunting that mouse, even though it required patience and sitting too close to Ziva for his comfort.... :-) And yes, now Gabe knows that his darling wife would like her prince charming to come running when she screams, even if it means getting out of bed! ;-)