Well, I'm a squeamish momma when it comes to bugs and spiders, but tiny little rodents don't bother me.
Well, tiny little rodents bother me when they are in my house, but when I find them outside, I think they're okay.
Apparently, I think they're okay when they are in Hubby's workshop, too.
As I was exiting said workshop, arms laden with the tools needed for the job to which I was commencing, a little bundle of hair caught my eye.
I backed up and looked again.
And I saw the cutest little brown mouse hunched in a ball on a battery charger.
I put on a pair of gloves.
I put on an extra glove over first pair.
I very quietly, very quickly caught him in my hands.
Say hello to my little friend.