Mouse vs. Dyson

Okay, so on Friday I was doing a little cleaning, and decided to move the sectional in the eatery to vacuum underneath it and find all the toys that had been pushed all the way to the back. So, I had all the different pieces scattered around the room. I was standing next to the biggest piece thinking about whether or not to rearrange the furniture to make room for our flat screen tv that we were going to be getting out of storage. When, much to my suprise, I looked down at the biggest piece and this is what was sticking it's little head out between the cushion and the back of the couch! Yep, you guessed it a mouse!!! I screamed ran in the house and called Bo at work. Later that evening we finally decided that we had better face this little mouse and the problem he was going to cause if we didn't catch him. So, out to the eatery we went. Bo went straight to the piece where I told him the mouse was. (I, of course, at this point was having Washington Mouse flashbacks!!! See earlier post almost a year ago!) Bo moved one cushion. Nothing. Then he moved the next and there the little bugger was. Bo yelled at me to hand the suction nozzle of the vacuum. I did as I was ordered. Handed him the nozzle, turned on the vacuum, and . . . .
. . . . . sssswwwooooooosssshhhh . . . . THUMP!!!! Bo had vacuumed that mouse right up!!! We started to laugh so hard! We ran outside and dumped him in the garbage.
Once we removed the cushion, we discovered his nest that he had been making. Then, in one of the other sectional pieces we discovered a whole dish of dog food, sugar babies and other small pieces of candy that this mouse had been storing!!! I HATE mice and will remember this "mouse experience" for a very long time!!!!