I came home from my business trip tonight...and was greeted with a houseful of chaos.
As you might be able to tell from my wonderful wife's post, I spent the last 4+ hours wrangling mice.
3 so far. Tiny little field mice. The kind brown trout eat in that movie. Who knows how many else lurk.
They don't care much, but K.C. is freaking out. She spent over an hour outside in our front yard while the chasing, cornering, and subsequent skull crushing took place. Sorry PETA.
I think they are living under our refrigerator. Not on the floor but up in the sheet metal.
Calling in the professionals tomorrow...or buying a cat.