There's been a pretty serious loss in my family which has resulted in me hiding away in my room for the past few days.
Due to a misunderstanding of someone else drinking most of the whiskey that I'd left out after having a sip (it was blackberry flavoured) my mother thought those days hiding were actually spent drunkenly passed out
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You are so much nicer than me to mice.
Maybe its because I'm too allergic to bring in a cat to be my personal defender.
Cleaning the kitchen after a mouse infestation is The. Worst.
Besides, ya know.. that thing that happens where you need sweat pants and extra blankets to cuddle for awhile as you try and understand the world around you.
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Delightful manfriend is the sort of guy who catches moths and spiders and puts them outside ever so gently. But mice... he agrees with me. We use an electroshock trap so there is no chance of a half-broken still-living mouse squeaking his way into our nightmares... but also no chance of a family of mice living in our cupboards spitefully peeing amongst all the fresh, clean, new, ziploc bags, tin foil rolls, and butcher paper just to make SURE I never heat or eat anything in my own house until I go back to the store. Jerk.
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Good on the discovery of a sudden kill though
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I think the powers decided you needed a cat.
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Muezza: Tries to destroy everything. Is el gato diablo.
Richard: Will eat the lego. Is a very stupid cat.
Nimbus: Stands at the door and screams to be let out so he can go back to sleeping on the dog bed. Has his priorities straight.
I made warding sachets of cat litter because this is my life now and I've also got some live traps to put in when I have the energy to face this.
Also a huge tub of disinfectant wipes.
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And mice SUCK. I had one once. It ran across my foot while I was sitting here at the computer. I had to call my Daddy. A grown woman had to call her Daddy. Traumatizing.
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Did he rescue you?
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I wish you the best of luck with your mice problems. Edited to add that at least the mice haven't crawled up your pant leg, which happened to my sister.
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Me: You can just fuck right off, Whiskers!
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LOLOL My sister said she was half asleep and thought it was her pj was just brushing against her leg. But then saw that her pajama pant leg was moving of it's own accord and out came the mouse. It had apparently run up her pant leg when she turned the light on.
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Meanwhile, hugs.
Maybe the universe wasn't so much "I know! A distraction!" as "Uhoh, he's scheduled for a mice incursion too... Shit... Maybe if we lump it all together he can just dismiss it as That Awful Time in His Life and we can move on to better things?" But I did laugh at the hippo with one leg. (Sorry, hippo.)
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Speaking of hippos, I'm glad I have my little toy hippo to help me with my YT writing. I'm not sure what purpose the donkey plays in yuletide (I got it for free for helping with web stuff for the toy store!) but I'm sure it can do something. At least it's an animal associated with the general holiday season.
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