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Maybe I Should Get a Cat

Last night I moved a bookshelf from one corner of the apartment to the exact opposite corner, the furthest distance possible to move something within this little space (I am woman. Hear me roar).

In doing so, I discovered mouse droppings.

MOUSE DROPPINGS.

Then my soup exploded out of the blender and I had to clean off the wall & the floor and moved our kitchen pantry shelves and discovered...mouse droppings.

MOUSE DROPPINGS.

There is a chance that these droppings are from the old ghost mice because neither of these pieces of furniture have been moved in the last year.

HOWEVER.

Last week, I thought I heard a mouse in the wall. I told Nadine this after finding the poop, and she said that she heard a plastic bag rustling in her room the other night but convinced herself of an alternative explanation.



If the mice are back, there will be much swearing. Possibly screeching. And some shivering, when I have to dispose of their nasty little bodies.

Ugh.

Comments

  1. aahh...mice. What can I say. Hope they are not there but if they are that you are able to get rid of them quickly. Mouse droppings IN your cupboards are far worse than under the funiture. Believe me.

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  2. vanman9110:40 PM

    And if you decide to use a live trap be sure to check it frequently. Both of us forgot to and we ended up burying the mouse instead of releasing it! RIP.

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  3. I HATE mice. Like actually. I could never fall asleep when I could hear a mouse scuttling about. Ugh. Get those traps out!

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  4. It's true, mice are most definitely unwelcome house-guests. Coming from someone who has lived with unwanted rats, squirrels, cockroaches, bats, ants, geckos, and even a bird once (it flew down the chimney!)... mice are at least not at the top of the list? Maybe they're only worse than geckos in my experience. I'm searching for a silverlining for you here, but I'm not sure I've found it. Regardless, I hope the little vermine move outside for springtime and leave you to your space!

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