My husband is a soldier so he'll not only do battle for me, but for you too.
Answer for the "sammich" question is .... "I don't know, where'd you leave it?"
He can pick me up and drag me off anytime, as long as it's not during NCIS (Gibbs is my other hero)!!!
We don't have mice ... we live in the country and have rats. We only see them after they are dead (poisoned) and whoever finds it first has to throw them away. I used to go screaming to him when I found a snake but he finally convinced me that all the snakes on our property are good snakes (gopher snakes and garter snakes)....so I quit killing them.
But to answer the bigger question....my men have to be comfortable driving a pickup and a luxury car and feel just as manly in both. My man has to know how to hunt it, kill it, clean it and cook it! My man also knows how to change or rebuild an engine, build a house from the ground up, run a backhoe, bulldozer and other heavy equipment. Oh, and my man knows how to blow things up because he's a combat engineer!
So, my man is comfortable being a Neanderthal, a gentleman and a officer....and I'm happy to be his Princess.