Death by Dog Food

Sounds like some sort of bizarro recipe, doesn't it. It's actually how one of our little mousies has met his demise. Very timely, but a demise nonetheless. I found his lifeless, little body in the bottom of a near-empty bag of dog food and promptly asked Husband to dispose of it. The bag of dogfood as well. Just.too.gross. So I did notice last night that our nightly visitor hasn't been dashing from the fireplace, up the bricks, to the mantle, to hide behind the pictures to mock us. So hopefully that's the last of the Mouse Family that we'll be seeing. But I'm still not cooking, even though I cleaned out the oven. At least not oven cooking.