(dedicated to my older children... because they KNOW what I go through)
Now I'm a very relaxed kinda of wife. Easy going, cool, polite, helpful. Swampy will vouch for me.
And the one thing I cannot stand are critters that belong outside, who find their way inside my home. I figure we have 35 acres, all I have is a 2,000 sq. ft. house. They can have the other 1,524,600 sq. ft. to do whatever they want.
On occasion, however, critters do make it past the 3 cats and one hyper dog.
One night I watched as our little dog Isabelle pranced around the water cooler. I yelled at informed the man of the house, Nekked Lizard Man, "NLM, I think Isabelle has a mouse cornered."
His first response to anything I say, has been and will always be, "OK...." as he ignores the pending situation. After all, it was Monday night and he had a date with the NFL. After the third or fourth time I re-iterated my opinion of the situation at the water cooler, he put down the chips and salsa and pushed himself out of the chair.
"Where?" - NLM
"Water cooler." -NLL
"You're crazy." NLM refuses to believe something could interrupt the NFL on a Monday night.
"Look at Isabelle!" -NLL
"Hmmm" This is NLM way of admitting, that yes, indeed, some action might be required. He begins barking giving orders. "Poot, get the spotlight, grab that flyswatter, move the cooler out from the wall."
"I don't see anything" -NLM
"Isabelle says there's something there!" -NLL
"Wait! I know, let me get my handy-dandy-mouse-blower-outer..." -NLM

"Air? You're going to catch a mouse with a can of air? Do you realize that can cost $6.99?" -NLL
"Do you want the mouse out of there or not?" - NLM
Ten minutes later...
"Maybe I should have bought stock in canned air....." -NLL
"Do you want him out of there or not?" - NLM
Ten more minutes later.
"I don't think there IS a mouse!!" - NLM
"There he is.... SEEEEEE!!!!!..... Isabelle's nose knows." -NLL
It didn't take long after that, little mouse dude ran out. But being the USAF MSgt, Search and Rescue rescuer, survivalist, hands-on kinda guy that NLM is, he didn't have a plan what to do after mouse ran out. Needless to say, little mouse dude ran past NLM, Poot, and Isabelle and went directly under Poots electric piano. Poot was convinced he could flush him out (again). NLM was poised... ready to pounce this time.

But little mouse dude had yet another agenda.

To end a long story, little mouse dude was caught and returned to the great outdoors. I'm sure he will never venture inside MY house again.
So you ask where I was during all this. Duh!!!