My Mouse Hunter

I have this crazy little kitten who is psycho. PSYCHO. He is little, hyper sometimes and sometimes super cuddly and sometimes extremely talkative, slightly retarded. I love him to pieces but he annoys me sometimes. lol. And today I was talking on the phone to my dad and mid-sentence I told him I needed to call Jeff. Petey found another mouse. Let me explain - I can handle lots of things. I have a list of extremely gross things I've dealt with or witnessed especially with my cna license. But I can not handle dead animals EXP mice. So I called Jeff to tell him there was an icky he needed to take care of but when I called him to see where he was he was on the interstate already. No mouse pick up tonight. Hopefully in the morning. Yes it's staying till the morning. I CAN'T HANDLE MICE. Gross I know. So Petey the Mouse Hunter is locked in the bedroom waiting for the pickup so he can come play again. I'm afraid if I let him out now he'll be flinging it all around the room.