I have a mouse. It (and perhaps its family) has been boldly taking over my house, using it as its own, redecorating, putting up pictures of its children, pooping, just cold running around my living room like I'm not even there.
I just went in the kitchen. The mouse had fallen into a soup mug I was soaking, its nose peaking out of the water as it tried and failed to find purchase on the smooth sides of the mug.
I poured in more water and covered the mug with a dish. Now I'm waiting for the mouse to drown.