I'm just sitting here, quietly working away, listening to some music, when I notice a bit of movement out of the corner of my eye. I look down, and there's a (cute) little brown mouse looking at me. As soon as I moved he scampered off under the sofa. I have no clue where he lives, but unless he eats slugs, he's gotta go.
(And yes, Slug fans, I've still got 'em. I thought I'd got the last of them a couple of weeks back, but it seems I was wrong)