Everyone,
One late night for me and Juice.
Check.
Two midnight snacks.
Check.
One anxious dog.
Check.
One removal of the oven drawer.
Check.
One MOUSE under the oven.
Check.
One freaked out Mommy.
Check.
One very excited dog who did NOT get said mouse.
Check.
One mouse under our washing machine.
Check.
One actual move of the oven.
Check.
Two traps set out.
Check.
Two empty traps this morning.
Check.
One seriously freaked out Mommy.
Check.
One developing burning loathing of rodents.
Check.
One developing burning loathing of dirty neighbors.
Check.
One developing burning desire to live in car.
Check.
Sigh...send help, again!
Safire
“Tell them to Have Faith in Me”
9 years ago
Oh no!! I'm calling you now....
ReplyDeleteNot to freak you out even more but about a year and a half ago we had what we thought was a mouse and turned out to be FIVE. Good luck catching them. The best traps we found were the sticky traps but also the nastiest to dispose of...
ReplyDeleteEeeeeeek! Ok...worst mouse story ever: We're over at a friend's house, and the kids all come up stairs freaking out. "there's a mouse, there's a mouse!" The teen goes downstairs with a BASEBALL BAT!...and comes up with a dead mouse. EWWWWWWWW!!!!
ReplyDeleteI'd go with the sticky traps, too...and get Juice to uh...dispose.
@Lolli, nice to talk to you!
ReplyDelete@Candis, this is our second run in with mice. The first one we only had one...but maybe we just have super smart mice that don't like peanut butter! I may have to resort to the sticky traps.
@Splats, ugh, that is is an awful story! Looks like I may need some sticky traps!