Or should I say, the apartment. Or our building.
A few weeks ago, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something small and dark scurry past. It freaked me out. I thought it might be a mouse. I started poking around where I saw it run into, but it didn't appear again, and after not hearing any rustling noises I attributed what I saw to have been part of my imagination. Over the next couple of days, I didn't see anymore scurrying, so I concluded that it really was my imagination.
Until a couple of days ago.
Again, I saw a mouse scurry past. This time, for sure. I even saw the tail. "Ewwwwwwwwwww," was my reaction. I told my roommate, and we went to inspect a little. I saw it run into a pile of newspapers and a bag of juice containers that we would eventually take into Safeway to get our deposit refund. As I stood with a large plastic container in my hand, JL got the broom. I told her to poke the pile and if the mouse came scurrying out, I'd try to trap it in the container. We stood there for a couple minutes, apprehensive. She finally poked around with the broom, and nothing came scurrying out. So it wasn't in the pile. Where did it go? Where did it come from? Under the stove? Is there a hole somewhere? There were no rustling noises, or other signs of a mouse co-habiting with us. We concluded that it must have came in and out of our apartment through a little gap underneath our door. I started to think again that maybe it was my imagination. In any case, JL immediately went out and got two mousetraps. We set them up along the walls, as mice tend to run along walls. Apparently these mousetraps will chop its head off when it goes for the bait. A part of me wants the mouse to be caught. Another part of me doesn't want to clean up the mess. Or even see the results of the decapitation, for that matter.
Later on, JL also saw the mouse scurry past. So it definitely wasn't my imagination.
The mouse has yet to make another appearance. We've blocked the gap under the front door with various items to keep the mouse out. Let's hope the mouse isn't blocked in... If it is, it is very quiet, very good at hiding. And very brave.
4 comments:
Eeeew, I wouldn't want to see a dead mouse with a decapitated head either. But I guess it's better than giving it poison and having it die somewhere hidden and start rotting.. eck!
Hope you solve your mouse problem!
i'm missing all the excitement, eh? things only happen when i'm not at the apartment. hahahaha. but this time i'm definitely glad i'm not around to see the mouse. lol. R.O. thinks it's cute cuz it's like a hamster with a tail. you should get HIM to find that mouse then.
ohohoh! Get RO to come catch it then! He can keep it! Weird-O can have company! :D
not to worry, just invest in a cat ;) my pastor's house had a mouse in it (and i freaked out), but the cat caught it - wheeee!
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