RIGHT NEXT TO MY BED!!
And next to it on the ground were little black droppings.This could only mean one thing . . .
While I had been blissfully sleeping the night before, there were MICE running around my bedroom, not more than a couple feet from where I had been!! I called to my husband in another room to tell him what I found. He said, "I scoop out mice all the time from the swimming pool."
Huh?
I wasn't quite sure what that meant. Was it
a. Just a random comment?
b. A suggestion for me to get the mice to follow me out to the pool where they could then drowned themselves?
c. His way of telling me that he has disposed of his share of mice and these were mine?
I vacuumed up the mess and checked all over my bedroom and bathroom for additional evidence of nocturnal wanderings. I didn't find anything, but just in case I made my husband keep the lights on while I climbed into bed and tucked myself in--and then moved to the middle of the bed (sorry about that Honey). I spent the night intently listening for scurrying feet and/or munching.
It was a very long night.
And to my dismay, despite my vigil, this morning we discovered a pair of my husband's socks partially eaten and mouse droppings all over the bathroom floor.
THIS WAS NOW WAR
Tonight my husband put out traps all over our house.
Already we have one mouse killed in action.
I am not sure what the rest of the night will bring, but just in case, I am thinking about sleeping in the basement.
11 comments:
Oh no! We're suppose to have scorpions not mice.
Oh, man. That would freak me out a little. Especially because sometimes my kids sleep on the floor when they come in at night. I hope you catch the rascals.
Choice b made me laugh so hard.
It's too bad they can't just move out. And eating dad's beloved socks isn't going to win them any points and certainly isn't going to earn them an invitation to stay.
They need to work on their strategy a little bit.
Blogged Hopped over from Rebecca's.
Just have to say that I would be a tad freaked out. Along with finding a different place to sleep until I knew for sure they had been caught.
I definitely vote you pull a Pied Piper and lead the mice to their deaths. I can also say that you are not safe from the mice in the basement... that I know from experience. Good luck!
My friend had rats once when her husband was out of town. She had to call an exterminator.
Good news is that they got rid of them pretty fast. Bad news is that she almost had a heart attack when she saw that first one...
ugh.
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I know exactly how you feel. I get so freaked out when I see that the mice have been getting in. The sad thing is if they weren't such pests; you could actually feel sad because they are small little creatures. Anyway, good luck on your mice hunt.
Hugs to you! LeAnn
Ew! Don't go sleep in the basement, though. We had a little (relatively) mouse family move into our house in NH and they lived on our basement. We learned they come out almost as soon as all the lights are off every night. Nothing like hearing a trap spring to send you off to lullabye land with sweet dreams.
Regular old spring traps with pretzels and peanut butter on them worked the very best. The ones that look like cubes that are supposed to be more humane are not smarter than your average mouse. We could hear the little doors click as soon as we turned the lights out and went upstairs. Bait gone, no mouse- ever. Don't go for the super sticky traps. I don't like mice, but that way is by far the most inhumane (still makes my heart sick to think about) way to treat the problem. The pretzels, peanut butter and traps did the job in a couple of nights and we never had a problem again.
Good luck and sleep tight!
Ewwww.......
So far, our visiting mice have limited themselves to the garage. Keep the traps out!!! They will eventually tell all of their friends not to come to your unfriendly house!
Oh ug! I think I prefer our invasion of ants.
Oh my gosh!! How did I miss this post. TErrIFyiNG!!!!! I don't think I could have slept in the room until the mice were gone.
A few years ago we had one little mouse who was running around our basement. My husband got a trap called the mouse hotel or something like that. I caught them without the blood. Which was good but yet so icky!!
Mouse droppings...OH MY!!
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