We've been living in this fixer-upper house for the past three years. Ever since we moved in, we've had a problem with little furry creatures. I've been on a mission to get rid of them, but they are smart little creatures. Somehow they manage to drag dog food halfway across the house and into my kitchen drawers. They chew holes in my kitchen towels and eat every little morsel left out on the kitchen counters. With all of the holes created by our renovations, it is almost impossible to keep up with our mouse population.
Over the last year, I've been a mouse hunter. I've trapped 29 of the rodents. I'm not a girly girl, but I absolutely hate to empty mouse traps, so Jason and I made a deal, if I trap them, he would get rid of them. I only had to empty three traps in the last year. Ever since, Jason died, I've avoided setting traps because I hate to empty them. Now the stupid mice are taking over my house, especially my kitchen.
Yesterday, I came home to the distinct smell of a dead mouse. I've searched everywhere, but to no avail. So now, I am not only hunting live mice, I am also hunting dead ones too!
2 comments:
You are tougher than I ever would be!!!!!
I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND about the mouse thing. A while back I saw a mouse go under our kitchen sink so I thought I would clean it out. In pulling out a whole bunch of old Walmart/Grocery bags I dropped a whole "nest" of 7 baby mice onto my lap! I said some not so nice words. I thought having our 100 lb lab, Magnet, would scare them away. Guess not.
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