What's a mouses favorite game???

Hide and Squeak!!! 

From Crystal:

I was helping dad move some oat hay.  He was on the truck and I was on the stack throwing bales down to him.  Now, this was not a new stack of hay, in fact, it had been there so long now that it was totally infested with mice.  Each bale I moved sent another 10 or 15 mice scattering.  It was no surprise when I caught, out of the corner of my eye, a mouse running over my shoe.  It was a surprise, however, when I felt the pinching sensation of the little rat crawling up my right shin.  You may well believe that having a tiny ball of fur run up your legs would tickle a bit …it does not, you would be closer to the truth if you envisioned a very tiny crab in its place.  I dropped my bale and cupped my hands around my leg just below my knee and informed my father that I believed there to be a mouse in my pant leg.

“Well, do you want to drop them up there or down here?”  …we switched places; me doing a little hobble as I held my leg tight, trying to prevent the mouse from climbing any farther. 

Dad turned around giving me some privacy, but the beast was nowhere to be found.   I gave up the hunt, but just as Dad turned back around I felt the mouse nestled underneath my front left pocket.  Frustrated by this time and downright disgusted, I did not even give dad a chance to turn around again; I dropped my pants, grabbed the mouse with my now glove free hand and threw him hard.