Quiet as a Mouse

'Twas the night before Monday, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring - except for a dang mouse! So ... apparently we've got a mice situation here. I saw a little furry blur dart between some boxes in the first floor and proceeded to freak out. I kicked at some of the boxes and it darted out and back in again. My dog, who is mostly rat terrier - aptly named because they were bred for their instinctual ability to locate and catch rodents - took one look and decided to flee upstairs. I poked around some of the boxes and grabbed a flashlight and saw it hiding in a corner - yes, it was a cute little church mouse thing and I vascillated briefly between...