Mouse In The House

Yes, there is a mouse in my house. Two in fact. I saw one the other night. It ran at me from under the stove. I screamed. Which is what you're supposed to do when you see a mouse. It ran back under the stove. My husband came. Refused to stomp it to death with his bare feet. Ok, I didn't actually ask him. It was 2:00am and the fact he had to wake up and run through the house to find that it was only a mouse might have pre-empted any demands from me. However, being a great guy, he took the baby back to her room so I could stay in the recliner a moment longer and gather my composure. Which is when I had to scream again because as soon as I stood up the mouse ran at me AGAIN from under the stove. I just knew that it was some kind of carnivorous mouse that saw me as a giant snack. (And some people think being married to me is easy. LOL)

I couldn't find mousetraps at Walmart, so he picked up a few at Lowes. He got the cool ones with a ramp and a flip door-closure so that the mouse is trapped but not harmed. He thought I'd appreciate the fact that the mouse could be set free to roam the wilderness in peace and joy. I just looked at him blankly. He thought I wouldn't want the mouse decapitated in my kitchen. I just looked at him blankly. He thought I wouldn't want to break my toe in the middle of the night by accidentially stepping in a trap. BINGO. That was something I understood. and appreciated!

I didn't set them immediately. Because I am lazy and exhausted. So he set them for me in the middle of the night when he got up and went to the kitchen and saw TWO mice. Thats right, we have a HERD OF MICE in our house.

You might be asking "But, WHY do you have a herd of mice in your house?" My boys asked the same question. Lee suggested that maybe it was a super-fast mouse that ran in when they quickly dashed out the door on their way to school in the mornings. I suggested that maybe it was a slow mouse that wandered slowly through the garage door across the sunroom and into the kitchen when the boys left the door to the garage open for hours last week. He looked at me, "Ooohhhhh". The light dawns. Mama doesn't tell them to shut the door for no reason after all. However, they didn't look sufficiently alarmed.

They still thought mice were kinda cool. I pointed out that mice carry horrid germs (think plague), bite babies, chew your favorite clothes, poop on your toys, and sometimes die and decompose in your shoes (which happened to a friend of ours with her ski boots). Now, they look alarmed. VERY alarmed.

Those of you that think I'm a bad person for alarming children, this next part is for you. I have spent the better part of my day discovering and disassembling mouse-traps. My favorite was one under the kitchen table which involved lots of socks and salt. I have no idea how it was supposed to work. Its going to be an adventure.


LOL at the kid's mouse traps!! I love how their minds work.

Leni | 04/25/2006 - 04:27 PM

We had mice when we lived in NE Texas. Lots of them. We used the snap/decap traps. There are those ones that have a sticky pad that the mouse steps on and gets stuck. Those are terrible. The mouse gets stuck (in the middle of the night, of course) and screams bloody murder until you can remove it from the pad and release it into the wild.
I'm all for quick sudden death. I took care of some lab mice in Jr. High, and believe me, they multiply fast enough that three dead mice in my house is not going to affect the mouse population.
Do make sure you find the entry point for them, though, or you will never be rid of them.

Leah | 04/25/2006 - 05:45 PM

I always used to have the worst problem with mice in the house. Usually in the fall. One year I caught almost a mouse a night between first frost and first snow.

My brother (who works for a pest control products manufacturer) recommended placing poison in key places. One box of bait pellets in the basement, and another out in the garage, and voila! Scarcely a mouse in the house this past year.

Now the question is, what to do with that downstairs closet which always used to be their port of entry. The closet is filled with papers, boxes, old sermon tapes, etc. And I haven't dared to touch them, due to fear of bubonic mouse contamination. Probably a job for rubber gloves and Lysol one of these days, anything in the open on floor level gets tossed, etc.

Paul Burgess | 04/26/2006 - 01:51 PM

Did you ever see that Friends episode where Phoebe has a mouse living in her pantry and it has babies and then she like has to carry them around in a shoe box and feeds them a bottle..Oh, my, good times. LOL

PS: Many a person has poited at the "the-test.." spells out a facial expression. Hee hee hee

Danielle | 04/27/2006 - 07:30 PM
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