Ah, Stinky must have been talking to HRH Kasha. She does not "do" mice. A few years ago, one Saturday morning, I got up and was suprised that Kasha was not demanding breakfast before the coffee was poured. Turns out she was sitting in the living room, staring at the top of the drapes, which was a perch for a mouse. AAKK! She saw me, turned around, and demanded her morning ritual. Woke hubby up (he was not amused), and his idea of vacumming up the rodent worked. How else are ya gonna get him down from 8' ceilings?

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