mouse

Aug 16, 2009 00:17

On Monday I discovered that there was a mouse living under our dishwasher, which I named Gargamel. My cat had been sitting in the kitchen all day Sunday, but it didn't dawn on me that it was looking at a mouse until I heard a squeak and saw a tiny gray head poke out from beneath the dishwasher. I bought some no kill traps, which were hard to find. Everything in the hardware store said KILL in big letters. So I put them out with some peanut butter, and every morning the traps would be shut, but there wouldn't be a mouse inside. Last night I was sitting on the couch, when my cat started chasing the mouse, which ended up under the couch I was sitting on. I got a box and moved the couch hoping the mouse would run out and I could trap it. The mouse did come out, and went right up to my cat, who just looked at it. Way to be a cat, Oliver. Then the mouse ran straight at me, and I froze and screamed as it ran over my foot and back under the dishwasher. So tonight I reset the trap, and mouse came out as I was putting the trap on the floor. I watched as it would set off the trap, then claw at the trap to get inside, and then drag the trap back to its little hole. I kept resetting the trap and it would always come right out and set it off. But I'm happy to report that I finally caught the little stinker! After I finished doing my "I caught the mouse!" dance I took it outside and let it go near some trees. I now understand the thrill of the hunt, except for the whole killing part.

Good luck, Gargamel, and just be happy I caught you before my roommate tried to kill you.
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