Squeek, Squeek

We have a mouse in the house! Yes! You read correctly!

Last night I went to bed about 4am, despite the fact that my 3 kids wake up at the crack of 7, because I was so scared of the mouse!

Ok, the mouse was in our room… apparently coming from a hole in the wall… and it ran under the baby’s crib, so, I grabbed the sleeping baby and brought him into our bed! Then, my valiant hubby decided to chase the mouse with a… FLASHLIGHT… actually, just with the light from the flashlight! Obviously, that did not work.

Now we have about 6 mouse traps all over the house, which, seems like not enough, because, THERE IS NO MOUSE IN ANY OF THEM!!!

Funny thing is that when I was growing up in Trinidad, we had a great variety of little creatures living with us… mice, cockroaches, lizards, little frogs… seriously, we did! And I don’t remember being as traumatized as I am now…I guess it could have been because my 8 year old self was more interested in playing tea-party outside with coconut shells and flower petals, or hosting my very own radio show from my room, or pretending that my sister and I were amazing concert artists!

My husband, who was born here in Canada, and apparently never had any encounters with household pests of this magnitude, has informed me that since this is “my area of expertise”, I should bring forward some solutions, instead of cowardly hiding behind him and his mighty flashlight!

Thoughts from Raquita

we live in the city – so we get them every year, Our cat has caught four or so in the last six months. My dad is an exterminator so we get all the new fangled things to kill them with –
they just make me extra super clean. so I can know where they’ve been.
I want to be cower behind my husband afraid but – its not allowed my husband would look at me like I lost my mind.

Thoughts from shaz

lol Raquita… well with your dad being an exterminator… I think your husband is only right in expecting you to be the brave mousehunter of the family!

Thoughts from crunchy carpets

LMAO…I am killing myself laughing here!
Sorry….

We had mice when I was a kid too and yeah..I couldn’t get why my mom was freaking out!

The only thing i let the mighty hunter here do is deal with those giant wolf spiders…you know the one’s..the one’s that smile at you as they run across the carpet.

Thoughts from Suroor

This is hilarious! But I know you must be so scared.

BTW, Mice like olives and not cheese. Mariam is standing here telling me this so try alluring it with olives!

Thoughts from Sir Mouseketeer

Ok…i’m sure you all are giggling here…but in defence, I was tracking the mouse with the flash light.  You know, kinda like those police helicopters.  Wanted to see the trap whack it!  I had a metal box I wanted to trap him in, but he just wasn’t making the long dash across the room.  But we were victorious, today it got caught in a lovely trap in my office!  If not for my “Mighty Flashlight” I would not have known!

ps. its one of those big Magma ones…like security guards use.  Good for whacking too!

Thoughts from shaz

thanks for the advice Mariam! But, as my fearless mousehunter has stated above, the mouse has been caught! (We were using peanut butter, and didn’t even get a chance to use the olives yet.)

I am still cautiously looking for more rodents… so far, so good … strangely enough, I feel sorry for the little thing!

Thoughts from Suroor

Oh, Alhadulliah! So, when are you treating us to mouse stew?!

I like it with olives, please.

Thoughts from mokey

is it okay if i fall off my chair laughing at this scenario?

Thoughts from shaz

mouse stew suroor? ok, that’s just nasty!

mokey… I hope you don’t get hurt falling off that chair!

And after I wrote this post, things actually got even funnier! Like when I had to use the bathroom, and I saw the mouse scrurrying away as I opened the door… I screamed for my husband to come… and he came… with the FLASHLIGHT!! Then I made him wait with me, while still using the light beams from the flashlight for protection!

Ahh… good times!

Thoughts from Suroor

If it wasn’t for the mouse you would have never found out how brave your husband is

Thoughts from shaz

HA HA! I know eh! And by the way, my husband is soooooo ‘happy’ about the way these comments are going! lol!

Thoughts from jammerz

Now let’s just hope the mouse didn’t have babies.

We started out with a few in our garage. My brothers and I pleaded with my dad to call an exterminator, but he didn’t see any mice, so he thought we were kidding around…

...I think about a month passed before he actually saw the rat in the garage… So we decided to clean out the garage and get rid of any other one that might have been there. We had a lot of wodden planks on the walls of the garage, and after removing them it seemed like thousands of mice were scurrying out of our garage!!

My brother and I had shovels, and we swang for our dear lives. My dad had a hose and he was pushing the mice out of the garage, making sure none got into the house. After everything was said and done, we had about 2 garbage bags full of dead rats. One fond memory I share with my brother is the gentle brush of mice hair caressing our legs… man, that seems gross now, but I remember having a lot of fun!!

But that wasn’t the end of the story. The rats (because they were in the garage for so long) chewed their way into the walls of the house, and haunted our lives until dad called the exterminator. In the meantime, we used macaroni and cheese and antifreeze. It seemed to work, as we found many mice laying around the bowl of the poisoned food.

...so yes, let’s hope there were no babies.

Thoughts from shaz

Jammerz,

“the gentle brush of mice hair caressing our legs…”

wow, that is NASTY dude! Anyways, good thing that you were able to rid the house of mice. And I am not sure where this one came from, could be the garage, we need to check that out… before it’s too late!!!