Of Mice and Men

We came home from our weekend away to find mouse droppings in our bottom drawers--the ones holding all of our dish rags, towels and pot holders. It's not a big deal, right? There are mice everywhere. We decided we would shake all the poop off, wash the towels and be brave enough to use them to wash our dishes with again.

Good plan, guys.

I'm gettin the towels out of the washer to put them in the dryer when I notice something that slightly resembles a tail... I look closer, no, don't look closer, you do not want to see this... 

ANDREW!!! 

Yep, it's a mouse. In the washer. We put a mouse through the washer. It got all mushy and slimy. Its feet and tail were still attached, though. That's good for the mouse, I guess. Man, I still get sick thinking about it. 

May he rest in peace. And may his wife and children stay far, far away from my kitchen.