This week my wife is enjoying a winter horse logging camp in Stillwater, Minnesota. She has called me a couple of times to tell me that she is having a ton of fun.
Last year about this time she was having a whole different type of fun.
About 3am my wife woke me with a scream and yelp. She was in our closet, lights on, yelling for me to bring her something flat. I had no idea what was going on. Not to mention I was only somewhat awake.
I pulled myself out of bed and headed over to the closet to see why my wife was awake and yelling. She had caught a mouse. She yelled at me again, demanding something flat. So listening to her words, I went straight down stairs and ….
grabbed my camera. 
Michelle wasn’t excited to see the camera. This was the one smile I captured between the angry annoyance. She did find it funny later.
As I turned the corner of the closet, I came across one of the weirdest sites I have seen in a long time.
My wife had captured a mouse with the bottom of our Britta water jug.
The mouse was apparently able to scale the wall. Michelle used a spatula to coax it towards her jug.
The little mouse scampered around with nowhere to go. I could tell from its man eating gaze that it was an evil attack zombie mouse sent from the aliens that keep probing my brother.
Shortly the humor of the trapped zombie mouse was too much to bare. I had to find something to help her get the mouse off the wall.
I used a manila folder and slipped it between the wall and the Brita jug.
Our cat, Nick, finally got his butt out of bed and decided to investigate. I am guessing he didn’t care because the mouse wasn’t covered in tuna fish.
By this point all of the racket had also waken up my youngest son, Benjamin. He was enthralled by the mouse and Nick.
We had to decide what to do with this fearsome beast that Michelle had caught. We debated letting the cat have it. We figured Nick would just bring it back to our bedroom and play with it. We debated shotguns and dynamite, but it was still 3am and we couldn’t handled any more excitement. We decided to let the little beast free outside.
My wife claimed victory. She displayed her warrior weapons in the war against killer zombie rodents.
