Mum Shares Hilarious Story About Mouse

A mum has had people in stitches after she revealed an embarrassing mistake she made about a mouse.

Laura Mazza, who blogs on Facebook under the name Mum on the Run, described on Facebook how she walked into her young son's bedroom and spotted a mouse close to his chest of drawers.

She then made a banterous discovery that led to the post being shared tens of thousands of times on social media.

Laura wrote: "Okay so I've been debating whether to post this because I'm convinced people will think I'm an incapable human being at life and adulthood but I've figured they're right and I may as well."

She then explained how she saw the mouse, froze and "it was the kinda freeze that you feel like you shouldn't even breathe. Where your air escapes your lungs."

Laura continued: "I decided to call my husband because there's a mouse in the house, and when there is a mouse in the house other than blow torching the house down there isn't much in the way of rational thinking.

"He answers the phone and I say 'mouse'. I stutter because I'm fucking terrified."

When her husband suggests to "just take it outside or kill it", she didn't have the coolest response.

Laura wrote: "'There are children in the house, your children. You need to come here. I can't save them.'

"He laughs. He thinks I'm joking.

"This face isn't joking. This face is scared that this mouse is going to radio the rescuers and call his other mice friends to come and have a pebble poo party orgy. NOT ON MY WATCH MOUSE. Not on my watch.

"But of course he can't see my face because he's on the phone.

"'Okay I'm being serious there's a mouse in the house and I'm FREAKING THE F OUT' I actually did swear but I'll try and be cool in the post. Pretty sure I called the mouse the C word."

He asked her where the mouse was and she opened the door - but as she spotted it in the exact same spot she presumed it must be dead.

"'It's dead!!!!!' I shut the door.

"Oh my lord the mouse is dead. I have a DEAD mouse in my house. I start to cry a little bit."

Deciding the only thing she could do to sort it out would be to scoop it up in a tissue and dispose of it, she then approached it.

But then: "I realise it's not a mouse. No, not a mouse at all... It's a tiny leopard... A tiny toy leopard.

"I nod to myself and say 'we shall never tell a soul about this'.

"My husband got home four hours later and asked me how I went...."I said mate, I handled that shit'."