The story: I had been woken up by some loud growling and mewing. I figured that Freya was being obnoxious and attacking her siblings, so I yelled to Jon to break up the cat fight. He came in holding Freya who had something dangling from her mouth and told me that she had a mouse. My response was “So?” as I thought it was a catnip mouse. Jon then informed me that it was a real mouse, which made me flatten myself against the wall and start screaming. Jon extracated it from Freya’s mouth and tossed it in the garage. We then sprayed the carpet where he had dropped it and washed hands and arms with lots of soap and hot water. It was a pretty good sized mouse too — it would be the equivalent of me trying to swallow a pheasant whole.