Finn fans get an installment today. DH told me this story, didn't witness it for myself, though I now know I heard part of it while in bed. Finn did his usual morning in-and-out thing, but I heard him running the deck like a mini-elephant stampeding. At one point, DH said he thought he heard him at the door, opened it and Finn shot inside like something was hot on his tail. Then, DH realized he had just chased a mouse INSIDE. Uh-oh.
The mouse ran under my recliner and Finn was searching, searching, DH was searching, searching. He got a flashlight since it was still dark in the house. Searching, searching, thinking oh no, there's a mouse in the house, mouse poop, gross, searching, searching......
Finally, he located the mouse between a wall and a bookcase. He blocks off one exit, puts a jar in front of where it would have to come out, but it jumps over and he grabbed it with his gloved hand and tossed it off the deck toward the woods. Whew. I think Finn was unhappy that Dad took his toy but he'll get over it.