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]