Horse or Mouse?

Yes, you read that right. We had the fun job of demolition this weekend. We took down some plaster walls in the rental house, which we try to do as neatly as possible, so whenever we can pull off chunk of plaster to put in our dumping buckets, we do - there gets to be enough on the floor no matter how careful we try to be. Mike was doing the high part of the ceiling (11 foot ceilings there) and handing me down plaster. These 150 year old houses, have horse hair mixed in the plaster to make it stronger. As Mike passed me a couple of chunks, I screamed. I thought there was a mouse that came out of the wall with the plaster. Mike just laughed and reminded me about the horse hair, some spots have much bigger clumps than others, and he had just handed me a piece of plaster with a big chunk of hair in it.