There's a mouse in the...

...grill?!

When Steve went to prepare the grill for dinner last night, he was surprised to find that he'd left the piece of foil on the grill from the salmon we'd cooked a couple of weeks ago. That part wasn't all that surprising; it was the stuff IN the foil that made Steve pause.

The foil had leaves, grass, and many pieces of dryer lint... and it was all in one huge pile. Steve moved the foil to the side and just as he finished, out jumps a big *fat* mouse, off the grill, onto the deck, and down the deck stairs into the grass.

Good thing I wasn't turning on the grill. I would have taken the cover off, turned on the gas, lit the grill, and never even opened the top to see what was in it. We'd have had blackened mouse for dinner instead of London Broil!