mousey mousey mouse
my new archnemesis. we just came home from SB's intern picnic which was pretty fun, and saul heard it rustling around in the house. he went to investigate, i bravely stood on the couch until he was finished. Turns out the little guy somehow got into the garbage bag, and saul ran out of the house and let it free... IN OUR VESTIBULE. why? why would he do that? Why would he not have brought the garbarge bag up to the curb where the mouse could actually run free?
so the mouse couldn't get up the stairs. Anyway, saul came in and told me it was in the vestibule and i looked at him, looked at the crack under the door, pointed to it and said, "Saul, it can get back in". Saul did not understand that mice can squeeze through teeny tiny holes and so i told him to chase it up the stairs. He went back outside and tried to corrale it up the stairs which of course, the mouse didn't like, and sure enough, it squeezed back through the door and came back in the house. so now it's lurking somewhere, taunting me. I've basically been hopping around from couch to chair so as not to touch the floor. and this fucker has taken years off my life every time he pops out. ARGH!!! i could use a cat right about now...
so the mouse couldn't get up the stairs. Anyway, saul came in and told me it was in the vestibule and i looked at him, looked at the crack under the door, pointed to it and said, "Saul, it can get back in". Saul did not understand that mice can squeeze through teeny tiny holes and so i told him to chase it up the stairs. He went back outside and tried to corrale it up the stairs which of course, the mouse didn't like, and sure enough, it squeezed back through the door and came back in the house. so now it's lurking somewhere, taunting me. I've basically been hopping around from couch to chair so as not to touch the floor. and this fucker has taken years off my life every time he pops out. ARGH!!! i could use a cat right about now...