
We almost had grilled mouse for dinner last night! I opened the gas grill and lit it. Just as I was about to close the lid to let it get REALLY hot, I noticed something jumping around on the lava rocks.

OMG, it was a cute little mouse looking up at me with HUGE eyes, like, "Are you going to cook and eat me?" I immediately turned off the grill, then yelled to DH, "there's a mouse in the grill!" His reply, "Turn off the gas!" (sometimes I think he thinks I am a complete idiot!

) He came down to try and get the little guy out, but he had crawled under the bottom grate, then all over the place in the bottom of the grill. Finally, when DH knew he was UNDER the place where the flames come out, he lit the grill again. In about 3 (very long) minutes, he came scurrying out from the base of the grill. He ran off, and he is now probably back in the basement where he belongs, eating dogfood.
What if I had closed the grill cover with him ON TOP of the flames like he was,and he couldn't get out??? I shudder to think..
All I could think of is the part in Shrek (1) where they are cooking weed rats for dinner. "Weed rats-rotisserie style" Ugghhh...
