The girl grumbled, "It's just one of the dogs under the bed."
"Both of the dogs are right here."
The girls eyes opened and she listened...then the girl turned on the light and stared into the boys eyes. And together, they listened. What did they hear, you might ask? They heard a creature. In the walls of their house. Scratching. Running. Digging. Scratching. Running. Back and forth. From one side of the room to the other. Inside the wall.
"What should we do?" asked the boy.
"I don't know," said the girl.
So they listened some more. Scratching. Running. Scratching. Running.
After about 20 minutes of listening, the boy and girl and their two STILL SLEEPING dogs went to another room where they fell fast asleep.
The next day, the girl bought poison and traps. She thought of every place the creature might be. The traps were very hard to set. She hurt her fingers many, many times. She got peanut butter everywhere because the traps kept going off, making her scream.
Three days later, the traps are still empty and the mouse has not been heard from again.