Good Boy Charlie!

This is where (and what) you would normally find Charlie doing...

So it came as a complete shock to me that my little Charlie Bear caught a mouse!
I was watching TV when I noticed that Charlie and Fiddy were wayyy too entertained in my bedroom/hallway. Which usually means they are doing something they know they aren't supposed to be doing. I looked down the hallway only to see Charlie had something in his mouth. I sighed as I started to wonder what he had chewed up this time. As I walked down the hallway I noticed that it was a mouse...tho I couldn't figure out if it was real or not. Char and Fids have quite a few mouse looking toys. Like this one...

He used to make little squeaky noises but I think someone stepped on him. Nonetheless Charlie still loves him. Every morning I wake up to a bed full of Charlies favorite toys. I hope I NEVER have to wake up to a real mouse. Anyways back to the story. So as I got closer I realized that the mouse was quite a bit smaller than his toys. I didn't panic though. I was completely grossed out but hey, a dead mouse? No problem. So I waited a second for him to drop the mouse. He finally dropped it and I was about to figure out how to dispose of it...when all of a sudden IT MOVED!! This is where I freaked out. He grabbed the mouse and ran into my room. Which was the LAST place I want him to go. I am going to have nightmares of mice in my bed now. So hes packing this mouse around and I'm squealing whilst yelling at him to grab it every time it lets it out of his mouth. I finally realize that I have no idea what I'm doing and I go to get my phone. I call my mom. While she is answering I am squealing at Charlie to grab it. So her advice is to get Charlie and the mouse outside. So after much more screaming and and much more squirming and of course lots of freaking out she tells me to get the broom push them outside. I get off the phone and open ever door in my house. Charlie...being the difficult one who thinks "Why go outside in the cold when its warm in here AND I have a mouse to play with?"...so you see my dilemma? After a long time of chasing the cat (with the broom I might add) I finally call in re-enforcements. I call my brother thinking he might be home. No answer. I end up yelling for him outside my back door. Finally I get ahold of him and he comes over. By this time Charlie has moved to the living room and the mouse is running around my shoes...I am so scared for life. After even more screaming (on my part) Sam trys to get Charlie outside. After failure with that he picks up the mouse with my rug and squishes it and flushes it down the toilet... I don't think I can ever use my toilet again. I can barely walk around my house barefoot without tip toeing. So after all the drama died down I gave Charlie and Fiddy lots of cat treats and told them I was proud of them. Well...mostly Charlie, but Fiddy helped some :) Every time Fiddy came near Charlie would hiss at her lol. He was not in the mood to share. So that is my adventurous night! I'm debating washing my bedding now...


PS. If I wasn't so completely freaked out I would have totally got a picture or video
of my Charlie Bear's first achievement. My mom kept telling me to talk a picture lol but i was just so freaked out!