Saturday, December 10, 2011

My Husband is My Hero

Last night, we saw a mouse in our apartment. It was 11:30 at night. I was already tired and worn out from a long day, behind on several things that had to be done before I went to bed, and this furry little addition put me over the edge. I was passed the ability to act rationally and started to cry.

My dear husband offered to run to the store to buy some mouse traps and other pest eliminating things. I didn't want to be left behind with the possibility of seeing that little guy running across the kitchen floor again, so Chris patiently bundled me up, drove us to Walmart, left the car running and warm while he ran inside to buy a few things, and then gently put me to bed as soon as we came home while he set up the mouse catching/pest control things he had bought.

What a man! What a hero!

He's my favorite.

By the way, he also checked to make sure no mouse was in the kitchen this morning when I was too scared to leave the bedroom.


  1. if it were me I probably would have just picked it up.
    I tend to pick up random animals.

    keep on posting!! It makes me happy.

  2. Yeah for your hero! I totally would have been with you girl! I am not a fan of those little creatures. Love you guys!!

  3. That's so sweet! I'm with you, too! Hate mice...but we have them in my house right now. Man, they freak me out! We set up traps, and disposed of 5 of them in the last week. We, meaning my room mate, Mindy. I'm not brave enough to clean out the traps. EEK!

  4. There's nothing worse than a mouse in the house! Yeah Chris for being your knight in shining armor!

  5. I didn't realize that Shanna hadn't logged out. the Shanna comment above was really me!