Betty rummaged through the bathroom cabinet below the sink and grabbed the small bottle. She was awaken again by the scurrying of tiny footsteps in the ceiling. Just as she stood up to examine the label, a voice whispered in her hear,
"Why exactly do you need chloroform at 2:00 am?" asked her husband.
"John, I heard them again. I just know we got mice in the attic."
"Give me that. You don't kill mice with chloroform. Are you thinking of putting them to sleep instead?"
"I don't want to hurt them. I just want to be able to take them outside," she explained.
"Come back to sleep. I'll deal with the critters in the morning."
The next day John placed live capture traps around in the attic just to satisfy his wife. Later he and Betty discovered three mice in the one of the one-way cages. He took them outside in the field behind the barn. Drawing out the bottle of chloroform from his coat pocket, he set it on one of the shelves under his work bench in the barn.
Only the horse shuffling nearby in his stall could hear John mutter, "I'll save this for you Betty next time you wake me up in the middle of the night."© A. Nation 2016.