There’s a mouse in our house, and it’s not our pet! Ick! I say “mouse” and not “mice” because if I think about there being more than one disgusting rodent walking around my house while my babies sleep, I think I’m going to vomit!
Last night was the discovery. I was sitting on the couch watching “Private Pratice” (which is actually a pretty lame show and will probably be cancelled… poor Addison.) I was enjoying my alone time as the boys were asleep and Geric was at youth group when I heard a strange sound coming from the kitchen. I got up and looked around and realized the sound was coming from my oven. There was something crawling around in there! I contemplated turning the oven on full blast, but that made me sad (such a terrible way to die!) and I waited for Geric to get home. When he got here (5 minutes later) it had escaped! YUCK! EWWWW! GROSS! I immediately emailed the terminix guy (we’ll pay anything!) and put Jacob’s bed in our room. There was no way I was leaving my baby out with the mouse… I can’t even imagine! Then I spent a good half an hour crouched on one of our dining room chairs while I made Geric look for the little creature.
This morning I started my cleaning spree (because it is after our crumbs) and I found mouse dropping all over the place! EWWWWWW! They were in the couch cushions, by the vent in the bathroom, under the kitchen sink, and (worst of all) in a box of old clothes under Caden’s crib!
Right now Geric is putting out poison and duct taping our vents because our house is on a raised foundation and we’re guessing that’s how it’s getting in. The earliest the terminix guy could be here is tomorrow between 4 and 6! First that skunk, now the mice! We’ve even heard from our neighbors that coyotes wander around here at night eating small dogs! Who would’ve thought Riverside was a wildlife preserve?