What is this?

Got woken this morning with the sound of scratching. The mouse.
I turned and went back to sleep and 1/2hr later I was woken again; opened my eyes to see the mouse run past me, on my bed. I screamed and jumped out of bed.
What a way to start the day.
Moved the trap and put peanut butter in it instead of the chocolate.
I am dreading going to bed tonight.

A few hours later I managed a trip to the supermarket, stopping by the pond for a wander first.
Spent the rest of the day sleeping and watching tv.

Being ill is doing nothing for my mental state. I can feel my mood drop by the hour.