Mouse in the House


Life and Adventures at Diamond W RanchI discovered a mouse in my silverware drawer the other day. I think we both had quite a shock, actually. I pulled open the silverware drawer, reaching for a fork, and found myself face-to-face with a pretty surprised mouse! I let out a little yelp and slammed the door shut. It’s probably just luck that I didn’t decapitate the little critter right then and there. I know having mice in an old farmhouse like ours is pretty much commonplace, but I hate mice. And we have not had any in our house in quite a long time. So this was definitely a surprise!

Kate came into the kitchen when she heard the commotion. When I told her there was a mouse, she ran to get one of our cats. I commenced disassembling my kitchen cabinets. I hate mice. The little creep had been in each and every drawer, leaving droppings, urine pools, and chewed up hot pads all over the place. Eew. Eew. Eew.

Kate brought the cat. This was, in and of itself, quite humorous. Our “inside” cats are not much more than small beanbags and are embarrassingly overweight. I had little faith in their ability to catch a mouse. I was right. The cat just sat there like a lump of lard on the floor. Time for Plan B.

Doug came in to see what was going on, since Kate had been scrambling and shouting all over the house about the mouse. By this time I had all the drawers out, but there was no mouse. Seeing an opening between the cabinet and the sink, we opened the cabinet below the sink. No mouse. Well, we didn’t THINK there was a mouse. Kate happened to spot it, clinging to one of the water lines with a very startled look on its face. The shrieking commenced again.

I’m pretty sure the mouse was struck deaf, because Kate started screaming and yelling, hopping around like the floor was on fire. I ran to get our Jack Russell terrier, Lizzie. By the time I got back with Lizzie the mouse had vacated the area and we lost him. Drat. Now there was a mouse in my house and I HATE mice.

Later that evening I picked up our local paper from the kitchen cabinet. My kitchen was now in a state of total chaos, since I had to take all the drawers out of the cabinet and it was too late at night to start the sanitizing process needed before I could put them all back. So I didn’t have any place to set my paper down to read it. Except the top of the stove. So, that is what I did.

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Jacqueline, my prior home about 30 years ago started as an old farm house and was the oldest house in the neighborhood. As a result it had more cracks and holes than a sieve. Fall was the worst for mice coming in the house. We had a cat named Casey Mae that roamed the house and caught mice. I used traps and the competition was on during fall and winter months. Most years I came out on top. The kill was usually close to a couple dozen each year. We gave that all up 29 years ago for a newer mouse free house in a better part of town. In all the years of living here only one mouse made it into the garage and I saw that little bugger run in through the open garage door. ***** When I set out the traps to catch that one mouse, I over heard my grandson talking with one of his friends. He said, "yeah, those traps are to catch the rats in our house." :-) ***** Have a great mouse free day.

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