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I am, unreasonably so. We had some once in a real old house we lived in, and I was terrified for weeks. Last night, I had brought up Kimmi's laundry for her from the basement (she fell off her rollerblades last week, and, under dr's orders, can't lift anything over 10 pounds). I put it by the entrance to my bathroom which is in my bedroom. I was laying in bed, reading a book, and I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I looked again, and saw a little black mouse run out from behind the basket and back again. I jumped and smacked Stephen (who was sound asleep). He had only gotten three hours sleep the night before because he played a late b-ball game, and couldn't relax until 2:00 a.m., so he was very tired. He is also scheduled to go to work tonight at 9 and work all night and all the next day, so he really needed his sleep, but I smacked him without thinking. Needless to say, he was not happy with me. He said there was nothing he could do tonight, but he'd get a trap tomorrow. Don't flame me, they deserve to die. So, he was mad, I was scared, and the mouse was hiding behind the basket. I cried (very quietly) and read and watched the basket and cried and read and watched (well, you get the idea). I think I got about an hours sleep, if that much. Anyone else terrified of these innocent, germ laden, rodents?