Last week, Mr. Arthur Lummus joined our family so as to work with Daddy and Alan on various projects on the computer. During his stay after a lovely break outside riding the dirt bike, we girls returned into the house and I had the unpleasant experience of stepping upon a terrified mouse. Mice have never before been found in our house so we have concluded that perhaps Ginger (our dog) brought her in from our outing in the back yard and had dropped it as I moved about the kitchen. I thought it was a potato and was surprised to hear Arman say most urgently "Chica! you step on mouse!" Mother and the girls came flying into the kitchen followed by Mr. Arthur who captured the critter confining it to a mason jar. Here it drew it's last breadth amongst the observance of three curious females. LOL