3-24-09...MOUSE IN THE HOUSE
A MOUSE IN THE HOUSE!
A few weeks back I saw those tell-tale little signs of a dreaded mouse in my house. Euww, I don't like those little critters. They just give me the creeps. I put out some poison to rid myself of the pesky little things and went about my day. I continued to see the signs so I set a mouse trap under my sink. Now that is a major accomplishment for me. Just as I started to set the thing down it threw and scared the pants off me. That happened several times. After I had done the Watusi around the kitchen and shrieked and hollered I finally got the darn thing set.
During the night I head the pop of the trap as it threw. I went back to sleep thinking. By golly I got that critter now. When I got up the next morning I very cautiously peeked in to the cabinet. The dang trap was no where in sight. Now what in the heck happened to that dang thing, I thought. Heck I'm gonna' hafta' take all this stuff out so I can see where that blamed mouse drug the trap. But my gosh what if I accidentally touch that durn mouse. Oh No, I aint gonna'do that. Heck No I aint puttin' my hand in there. Got the broom and stood back as far as I could and did a few swipes around in there to move things outta' my way. Well heck that aint workin' either. I knew I had to find that thing and get rid of the dead mouse because it would be stinking soon. I looked out the window and there on the deck was a small shovel. Shoot fire, I'll just scoop everything out. I got the shovel and did just that. I found the trap allright but no mouse. Nope! It had thrown the trap, stole the cheese and gone on its way. Dad blamed thing anyway. Well I'm sure not gonna' be outsmarted by a mouse. No siree. Watch out you little critter cause I'm getting mad now. I set three traps in different places having the same problems and doing the twist this time, but I did it finally.
Next morning two were thrown and the cheese was gone. But what got me was the third one. The cheese was gone. That sucker got the cheese without even throwing the trap. Heck fire if I breathe on the dang things they throw.
I regrouped, put the traps outside, and put out more poison discovering that that darn mouse had cleaned the poison up too, Good Grief. I'm feeding that thing!!!
I stopped seeing the droppings for a few days. Well, I guess it got too fat and aint' hungry any more.
One morning I got up way before daylight. I started my coffeepot. I stepped on something in the floor. It was soft and it squeaked so I figured it was Moses toy. It startled me but I went on to the bathroom.
I came back later to get a cup of coffee and there in the floor in plain sight was the dead mouse. I started backing up and at the same time I tried to run forward. I stepped on something that squeaked. It was one of the dog toys but I thought MOUSE!! I jumped up and down and tried to scream. I said tried to scream because no sound was coming out. I was so flustered that I guess I forgot how to scream. I stood right there and wet my pants. YEP SURE DID!! Then I did the watusi, twist, and jitterbug all rolled in to one. I was sliding by now in the wet floor.
Well I got to the bathroom, showered and put on clean clothes. Came back and finally got my coffee, then went to my recliner and sat down. Took me a while to come down out of the twilight zone, but when I did I realized Don hadn't woke up. So he don't know what happened and he aint gonna know. NOPE!
So folks that is my horror story for today. I wasn't going to tell anyone. I told you and I hope you can keep a secret.YEP!
By the way when Don got up he said you got the mouse with the poison. He picked it up and threw it out just like I knew he would. YEP! Problem solved!!!!
