Eeeekkk! A Mouse!!

So, I’m in the kitchen yesterday, getting ready fix something to eat. While I’m in the kitchen the cat jumps up on the counter by the sink (which she knows is off-limits.)

“Cali! Get down from there! You know better than that!”

I said, swatting at her with the loaf of bread I had just picked up. She got down and I went to the sink to wash my hands. Suddenly, out of nowhere a flash of grey fur appeared, dashed in front of me, across the stove, and vanished. I recoiled, jumping back spouting an incoherent, unintelligible stream of noises and fragments of words, punctuated with a few choice expletives.

This is a first for me; I’ve never had to deal with a mouse in the house. Bear in mind, I’m the type of person who catches bugs and releases them outside, and who is willing to disregard spiders if they stay out of my way. I don’t want to kill anything.

I have a great big (~16#) cat who’s quick as lightning; but she won’t kill a bug either, so I don’t hold out much hope of her being a great mouser.

I thought about a live-catch trap, but unless you take it out to some remote wilderness (which is in short supply hereabouts) you might as well just release it into someone else’s house. I find the glue traps to be just barbarically cruel, poison isn’t an option because;

a) I don’t want a dead, smelly mouse decomposing inside my wall or something and
b) the cat.

So, that just leaves two options;

a) hope for Caldonia to discover her killer instinct and hunt the mouse down (which seems unlikely, plus I’m not crazy about the idea of her getting some mouse disease) and
b) old-fashioned mouse traps.

So, today I go buy traps, two old-fashioned wood spring traps, and two plastic traps that operate something like an overgrown clothespin. I baited the spring traps with dark chocolate (which this mouse has demonstrated a taste for) and the plastic clampy ones with peanut butter. So, we’ll see how that goes.

Now if I can just get rid of the little bastard before he jumps out and makes me hurt myself, or gives me the Hantavirus, or the plague or something, that will be cool.

By the way, remember the loaf of bread from the beginning of this story? After swatting the cat with it, I made two sandwiches, ate them, and went for a ride. It wasn’t until today that I discoved the half-inch diameter, half-inch deep hole the mouse had eaten from the opposite end of the loaf… yuck!

Postscript: It now occurs to me that I may have sold the cat short. It seems obvious now that the very reason she ventured up onto the forbidden counter was that she was in hot pursuit of the mouse.

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  1. Hahaha… sounds like there’re interesting things occurring in your house. Reminds me of the time a nest of mice chewed one of my mother’s old wooden heirlooms up…

    Anyway, I’m just a random blog-surfer who coincidentally pressed the “NEXT BLOG” button on the toolbar at the same time as you published your post. ^_^!! Hello.

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