Last night I saw the mouse in person, with my own two eyes, rather than just the little black pellets it has been leaving here and there, as evidence of its existence. What happened was that I came out to the kitchen when the house was dark, after I’d already gone to bed, and when I turned on the light I saw it scurry across the counter and onto the stovetop, and then down through an opening in one of the burners and into the stove itself.