Of Mice and Man

Fall ~ 2010

We seem to be having a mouse invasion here at our house. We live on a one acre wooded lot, with lots of wildlife coming and going out there, which we enjoy watching...out there. But when such wildlife invades the inside of our house, then we have a problem.

Back to the mice....I know they serve a purpose in the great food chain of life, however, I do not like the idea of them sharing what we eat, so once spotted inside the house, my husband set out to capture said mice.

Now we all know how wonderful our men are, and expect them to take care of our problems in life. So naturally I expected my husband to take care of the mouses in our houses.

First he bought those funky black plastic jobbers, that are the modern new fangled better than the old wooden trap models of our youth. Well, long story short, the mice found it to be a cozy home that offered free food to them. When my husband picked one up to move it to a new location, the mouse hopped out and ran away.

His next try was with the more supposedly humane way of trapping them, the dreaded sticky mouse paper. Well it seems the mice were a bit to smart for them, as we did not catch any mice. We did however catch our daughters dog, I have never seen a dog do such amazing tricks when stuck to a piece of paper like he was.

Our last ditch effort was the "big guns" of mouse catching...out came the Decon...our last resort, but very necessary at this point. Finally our mouses were out of my houses or so I thought.......

Fall ~ 2011

.....as I was cleaning out one of our downstairs closets the other day I found a very dead, very dried out , but still intact mouse, hanging by his tail, by none other than one of those funky black plastic mouse houses of last fall.

Mice: zero

Man: winner