Even nastier than mice are silverfish. Silverfish aren't fish at all, they are nasty horrifying grotesue bugs that have no wings but lots of hairy feet and these long antenna coming out of their heads. They sort of defy description. All I can say is that they are vile nasty creatures that occasionally crawl out of the drain and try to kill you.
Literally.
Last week there a bunch of dishes in the sink that I needed to put in the dishwasher. I picked up a dish and then grabbed the sponge. A silverfish leaped up over the edge of the the sponge in a clear attempt to suck the soul out of my body. And I thought mice made me shriek... I dropped that sponge and dish and ran screaming from the room. Seriously. Rod had to go in, take all the dishes out of the sink, find the silverfish, and kill him in the disposal before I would enter the kitchen again. No boxes on the fire escape for the silverfish - just painful death inflicted at the hands of someone willing to be in the same room as such filth.
Even writing about silverfish is creeping me out. My next post will be about something more pleasant.
The lovely Mrs Cheever has made the observation on more than one occasion that silverfish are look like living eyelashes. Creepy living eyelashes, though you'd think it'd be creepy enough to think about eyelashes as being alive.
So mice might turn into zombies but you're not worried about zombie silverfish? Could happen, y'know.