Of course, was then screaming like a girl (note: I am a girl) to get the hubby to help me out. No way did I want to come face to face with a mouse!
The project of getting the car out of the garage, searching the car, cleaning out the biscuits inside the car was done with no mouse materializing.
So what did I do? I drove the hubby's car to work!
I was searching for a photo to add to the post and scarily found that this has happened to someone else. Way too scary! The photo is courtesy of this blog entry too.
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