Twas the night before today and all through the house
The only creature that was stirring, was our pesky little mouse
....named, Fargo.
Fargo showed himself a few weeks ago, and made a little nest...which we vacuumed up. This sent us immediately to the store to buy some traps. My darling husband bought two kinds just to be sure. But, it seems as if Fargo has been around the block and knows what a trap looks like. We have the sticky stuff and the traditional mouse trap.
Well, last night I was sitting at the computer hearing Fargo in the ceiling above me (he goes from the ceiling to behind the walls and into a very warm spot under our banquette). He scurried down the back wall and then there was nothing. I figured he was bringing more insulation to his warm zone to make another nest. But then.....SNAP....SQUEAK! I immediately got out of my chair and, being the brave soul that I am, called for help from the hubs. However, I soon discovered that my manly man, isn't so manly when a dead mouse is involved (it's ok, dear). So, in the end I ended up looking for the trap which was turned over, but I could still hear Fargo making some noise. So I closed the little door to let him get all his post traumatic squirmies out. After about 2 minutes (I figured that was long enough) I opened it up again to find the trap in the same position but upon closer inspection I could see that their was no mouse.
I grabbed the closest (and least needed for future use) thing that I could find that would be useful as a club and started pushing things around (we use it for storage). And then for a brief second, I saw him. He was a streak of blackness that went as fast as any really fast thing. So, now I'm convinced that Fargo is actually a RAT and that he's hobbling around with a broken leg and might die in our walls and then start rotting and then....maggots. My biggest fear in the world....so sell house, sell!
*Nik came home for lunch and lo and behold, Fargo has been caught! If only we thought of peanut butter from the beginning*
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SO glad he was caught!
A mouse died in the walls of my Grandparents house and we had a million flies flying around! Eww. I did become very adept at using the fly swatter though.
it was a rat melinda, one of the more disgusting episodes of my life, they would come out of the kitchen and bathroom sink drains.... glad it made it into your arsenal of happy childhood memories
and dana, Fargo's smarter relatives live at out house and they manage to get the peanut butter off the trap and still go about merrily
SO funny!!! Oh man, I can sure appreciate crazy mouses in the houses! Good work! (porr Fargo... ;) )
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