Broken Silence

So it was one of those days; rainy, cold, and dreary, and my fiance was in one of his moods. I was trying really hard  to keep him talking and not let his mood affect mine, as it often does on occasion.

So we're sitting on the couch ignoring each other; because I've decided to give him some space. I should be working on a homework assignment that is due tomorrow but I feel the need to post something on PNN. I read some really great posts today and I want to contribute something also. Fiance is watching an episode of Punk'd that he DVR'd and he's doing that thing that he does. You know; he stares at me until I break into a smile which I always do! I try to ignore him and focus on my future post. I refuse to be the one to break down first.

I start writing my post about succeeding in grad school and out of the corner of my eye I see something move, fast. I look up in time to see...I can't say it. I can't say it. I look up to see a mouse dash under my little end table. The breath leaves my body and my mouth falls open but all I can muster is a loud gasp. Fiance looks at me in alarm and says, "What's wrong? What happened?"

For several minutes I cannot even talk. I gesture wildly and finally the words leave my mouth. As the words register, I scream and jump onto a nearby chair. While he is trying to get the ____out, I am in the freezing hallway in my house shoes and a tiny top trying not to lose my mind. I'm also trying to figure out at whose house I can stay at for the remainder of my lease, because there is no way in hell that I am sleeping here anymore. Fiance discovers that there is a hole behind the radiator and he proceeds to close it up. My hero.

Alas, the silence has been broken but I have a new problem on my hands. Where can I get a cat and fast?