Mouse In The House
Well, although it’s hard to imagine, the mouse that was in the
garage a while back had friends. You do remember how painstakingly difficult it
was to eradicate it, right?…all those traps we bought and set…well
apparently, that furry rodent, that the Pres assured me was “alone and the only
one”, had friends. (I mean really, does he think I live in la-la land???)
Anyway…
It all began one clear, sunny, breezy day when I was outside
with the dogs. Deciding that it would be a great day to air out their condos
(aka doghouses), I proceeded to pull out their beds and hang them over the
railing…you know, just to air them out. I mean if I do it for quilts and
spreads, that’s the least I can do for my two favorite companions, right?
I worked on Copper’s house first, then walked around the deck to
get Moon’s. Funny thing though, as I walked around toward the door of her
house, I stopped dead in my tracks and began observing what she was doing and
the way she was acting. Deciding to hold off on removing her bed from the
inside of the house, I just watched.
Moon, who has always excelled at hunting and been “spot on”, continued to
sniff every nook and cranny, under, around, inside and out while I just stood back
and watched. I knew that the Shepherd-Husky who was dumped in the woods left to
starve and fend for herself, would tell me just where it was. After that nose went to work, it wasn't long and she was standing on hind legs, sniffing
the roof intently tail held almost motionless.
Sure enough, as I lifted the roof, there it was. Scurrying across
the foam insulation toward the back and disappearing between the sheets of foam
insulation and the exterior, it vanished. Suddenly, “Good girl…don’t you
worry, Mommy will get the mouse out of your house,” came out of my mouth
and my mission began.
The entire afternoon was spent setting a trap after I’d pulled out her bed,
all the insulation and the moving blankets draped over the insulation.
After literally gutting the house, I set the trap. And it worked! The next
morning, another rodent was vacated…evicted…removed. However, the following
day, as I drove down the gravel road to head to the gym, I hit my brakes
suddenly to avoid hitting…a mouse of all things.
just seeing, saying and sharing...
Mouse in the House
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