Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Wanted!

We have a spare guest room. It's where I put all my clothes and accessories because they won't all fit in our bedroom. And so I don't have to wake Josh up when I blow dry my hair every morning. It's kinda nice. My own space where I can be a little messy and not annoy my clean husband.

Until recently. Recently, I realized I'm actually sharing the space with someone else. A little guy that looks something like this:



My first encounter was when Josh was out of town, as all encounters with bugs and critters and things that break are. Nothing happens when he's here. I'm 99% sure they can smell fear.

I noticed there were crumbs and...other evidence of a critter in the guest room. I had a bag of peanuts in a travel bag from a recent trip, and he chewed through a cloth AND plastic bag to get to his feast. Gotta give the guy points for effort.

I never actually saw or heard him. So I went about my business in the back room and hoped he had slipped out, never to return.

Two days later, I was sure we were in the clear. Then I walked in the room, flipped on the light, and saw him scurry across the room.

I screamed.

Twice.

Loud.

Luckily, Josh was home and I was able to ruin his hearing.

He told me to calm down.

I said no and vowed to never go in the back room again.

I asked Josh where the mouse went.

My closet of course.

A few days later, I was running out of clothes from the small stash in our bedroom. I was re-wearing clothes for the third time. I was starting to smell. So I snuck back there, on tip toe. And I heard him rustling around. I ran.

I decided to only go in the guest room if Josh went first. He had to do all the laundry. Josh even tried a cat call on him, but it didn't work.

We set traps. Apparently there were 3 of them.

It's now been a month, and despite 5 traps and D-con, we haven't seen another.

Last week I opened the front door and walked my face right into a spider. Landed on my cheek.

On a happier note, the ants in the kitchen seem to be gone.

1 comment:

  1. ewww, mice are gross. I'm glad your friend is gone now! ;)

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