I knew that if I hoped to ever have my Lady Wonder Wench climb down from on top of her dresser, I was going to have to face the beast. I was going to have to go mano a mouse-o. It was an epic struggle, but I eventually won. Sort of. He was about 3 ounces and three inches. I'm about 180 and 5 feet 10. In the end, he had guts. In the end, I had poison. He was jumping ten times his body size. I was falling on my fanny. I prevailed. But he did good.