The Week Before Christmas

Tis the week before Christmas and all thru the house
not a creature was stirring except one little mouse.
He peeked at me from under the pantry door
and startled me so much, my jaw dropped to the floor.
I ran down the hall to my sleeping spouse
shook him awake with the words "there's a mouse in the house!"
He went to the kitchen with a grumble and complaint
saying if I had seen a mouse I would be in a dead faint.
15 minutes later, he called out my name,
"Ellen, I caught the mouse. So what's the plan for this game?"
My answer to him was loud and clear,
"pick that thing up and get it out of here!"
"It's cold and snowy outside, I'll do it later.  I'm going back to bed!"
"I will not share my house with that mouse, alive or dead!"
So holding the mouse by the tail as it hung from the trap,
he tossed it out the door into the snow like a good chap.
Back to bed we went all cozy and warm
and soon went to sleep until the morn.
At breakfast we sat with hot coffee in hand
when my hubby said, "you know I don't understand.
It has been my experience that if there's one mouse there's more."
My eyes went immediately to the pantry door.
He smiled and said, "I was only teasing you, hun."
I smiled back and replied, "payback has just begun."

                                                         MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!