Thursday evening – Cleaning up the kitchen after dinner, I heard these three words meld into one as they filtered upstairs from the family room. “Ugh … oh … OHH!“ The last time I heard this sound there was a stink bug the size of a Buick on the living room ceiling. I ran downstairs. OK, I walked really fast. What? I asked Rebecca. “Something just ran across the fireplace hearth.” What something? “I think it was a mouse.” A mouse? Holy crap. Where did it go? “Dump out Maddie’s toy box.” Right. What am I? Some kind of an idiot? I dumped out the dog’s toy box. And with that, a…