Backstory: We live in an old building in the city and have untrappable mice.
DH "inadvertently" trapped and injured a mouse under the draining mat while cleaning. He calls me into the the kitchen and is freaking out using a high-pitched voice "I killed a mouse, I don't know what to do??".
I calmly get two plastic cups, to which he takes the cups, traps it, then starts bragging "I caught a mouse with my bare hands! How many people do that".
He then takes it and releases it out in front of the huge university dorms a few doors down from us.
Re: DH and the mouse