A week and a half into my parents two week visit, and the day after our missionary friend from Africa showed up, I awoke early to make breakfast for everyone. I opened the drawer under my stove where I keep my skillets to find that they were FULL of dog food. I felt sick to my stomach, as I knew immediately what the problem was. Two parents, one international guest, twelve loads washed in the dishwasher, eight traps, two days elapsed time, and one mouse. You do the math.