Caught this little guy scampering around the house, last night. I saw a dark blur run past a few times, and Bob and I were searching all over for him. I finally got back to exercising, assuming that he was good and hiding . . . when I heard a little *scritch scritch* . . . I looked over to find him staring at me!

Bob got a Tupperware container, and I got a broom . . . and the mayhem ensued! I tried to chase him off of the fireplace ledge with the broom, and Bob ran around with the Tupperware, trying to corner him. Behind the sofa, back and forth . . . "aha!" . . . "oh darn!" . . . "aha!" . . . "nuts!" . . . "ooh there he is!" . . . "shoot!" . . . "oooh, open the door!" . . . and finally . . . out the door he ran! I ended up getting my exercise after all!