I am also petrified of mice! Don't even say the word.
I don't think I could handle chicken sausage. I like my brats. I got mine from the local Italian market where they make their own.
Treasa, John's sister controls their Mom's finances, and I think she's too controlling. OK, I know John's Mom would probably go on the riverboats and gamble it away, but there has to be a happy medium. She IS a grownup, and is being treated like a child. And John's sister tells John's mom what she can and can't buy. We always give her gift cards to grocery stores so she can get what she wants, and we sneak "forbidden" food to her.