Went to see a scary movie tonight with my sister.  It was called Pitch
Black.  Half an hour into the movie she leaped out of her seat yelling,
"There are mice in this theater!"  I thought she was imagining it.  So did
everyone else.  We moved higher in the stadium seating to make her happy.
When the movie ended, I picked up my bag of popcorn only to have a cute
little grey and white mouse hop out of the bag and scurry away.  This time
I was the one leaping out of my seat.  At that moment I remembered having
felt something brush past my ankles a couple of times during the movie.  I
had ignored it, because I thought it was one my ferrets!
 
[KS]
[Posted in FML issue 2993]