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November 29, 2005

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Eek!

Eek!We had a little visitor last night…

saw it first as she was walking into the livingroom to begin her dinner. After hearing the scream, I ran in to see what the problem was.

I’ve never actually ecperienced having a mouse in my house before. Well, not a live one anyway (sometimes, they get into my parents’ attic die there — it doesn’t smell very nice, but at least you don’t have to see them running around the house). Anyway, last night, our mouse made it all the way around the perimeter of our livingroom before I could catch it (or kill it, I don’t really know at this point).

After cornering the mouse behind one of our stereo speakers, I coerced Julianna (i.e., I got her to come down off of the chair) into poking it with the end of a mop handle. Once it ran out from behind the speaker, I quickly slammed a colander down to catch it. Unfortunately, I caught the poor little guy right on the neck. I scooped the mouse up into the colander with a dust pan and took it outside to fling the mouse into the street. I thought I had killed the thing under the pressure of the colander, but when I went to look where I flinged the mouse to, it was gone.

Needless to say, this freaked both Julianna and I out a little. I was confident that I could catch the mouse, but I sure didn’t like knowing that the rodent had gotten into our house. Hopefully, it won’t happen again.

Posted at 09:22 am

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Comments (11):
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mouse in a neckbrace () - November 29, 2005 at 10:04 am

“when i looked to where i flinged the mouse to..” hahahaha. I love this.

dennis the menace () - November 29, 2005 at 10:05 am

Hehe. Well, I had to get rid of the thing somehow. (blush)

timsamoff () (URL) - November 29, 2005 at 10:09 am

SNAP! Squeak! Clatterclatterclatter… Freshman year my roommate and I caught and/or killed 12 mice in our dorm room before the custodial staff was able to find the hole they were entering through. It became almost funny after a while — we kept score — but we overlooked the possibility that they might infect us with bubonic plague.

Shepcat () (URL) - November 29, 2005 at 3:58 pm

It’s gone to get all its mouse-buddies. I know it. “Look what that monster did to me!” And then you’ll have hundreds of mice…crawling all over everywhere….

jpierce (URL) - November 29, 2005 at 8:25 pm

... if you don’t already have another mouse in your house. One warning, my rodent abducting friend: Mice rarely travel alone. If there’s one, there’s probably two (or more). We run a seasonal battle with mice Chez Moi, and there is NEVER just one.

And until you figure out where they’re coming in… Get yourself some traps. The old fashioned kind work best. Gruesome, yes, but effective. And leave them out until the body count dips to zero for at least a week.

Flea-bitten little buggers.

Mouse Undertaker - November 29, 2005 at 8:55 pm

Well, we haven’t seen any signs of mice anywhere (no droppings, no nesting, etc.) and we haven’t seen an actual mouse since Monday… So, I think we’re safe. But, once I see another, the traps are going out — gruesome or not! (devil)

timsamoff () (URL) - November 30, 2005 at 08:09 am

i’m reading this, you know.

mouse in a neckbrace () - November 30, 2005 at 10:01 am

Where was INDY! Sounds like she was slacking on the job :)

Rob - December 03, 2005 at 8:30 pm

Ok, well I stupidly neglected that part of the story — which is pretty funny.

First, when Julianna first screamed that there was a mouse, Indy freaked out and thought Julianna was mad at her. Then, when we were trying to get the mouse, she couldn’t quite figure out what was going on — she was running around and acting excited, but she had no idea that there was a mouse running around the room. Then, later, after all was said and done, Indy was prancing around with her head held high, acting as if she was the one that had done all the work — in fact, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her act prouder.

So, there you have it: Indy’s a completely worthless dog who takes all of the credit. Hmf!

timsamoff () (URL) - December 03, 2005 at 8:42 pm

(By the way, when we see you next week, ask me about Indy’s newest trick — not good, not good at all!)

timsamoff () (URL) - December 03, 2005 at 8:42 pm

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