Now, you know before I even begin if anyone is counting this will be mouse story #3, and I hope the last one!!! I had one to tell last year and already one this year so yes, indeed, this is #3, but I hope the last one cause you know mices and I dont get along. Aint NO room big enough fer da both of us!! One mouse is bad enough, but everyone assures me, thats just Kontreelife!! Im a city girl at heart, you know and oh so proud to be labeled a sissy!! So here goes!!! I walk in the kitchen early, early this morning!! It was so early that the coffee pot had not even turned on to brew. I flipped on the light, went to the kitchen sink to drink my full glass of lemon water cause I read its good for us old folks joints and organs to get us a serge of energy and to crank up the body in full gear for the day. To my right by the tv I hear a soft tap, tap, tap. Im thinking what in the world!! I listen and I hear....tap, tap, tap again. By this time Im wide awake and I hear the coffee click on.... Then there it went again....tap, tap, tap. I look and right in the corner was.... A tiny gray mouse with his hand caught in the trap, yes, you read it right, his hand, and he was pushing with his other to try to open the handy dandy trap!! I gave a blood curdling scream and he actually screamed back at me, of all things!! By this time all the city yappers were barking and going crazy!! Here comes Miss Daisy to see what in the world all the commotion was about!! He creeped out as slowly as he creeped in cause just like me, he cant stand a mouse!! I thought, What in the world am I to do? Sho not gonna pick the trap up with that little beady eyed thing flipping and a flapping trying to pull his hand out! So I looked for the longest and largest weapon I could find to knock his lights out. I found a huge homemade wooden spoon, picked it up, dead aimed at him, and knocked him in the head. Guess what? The little varmint screamed a loud scream and looked at me like what the heck are you doing. So I shut my eyes, and whopped him again, and the tough little rascal screamed and looked right at me again!!! I had a weak moment and thought that maybe I couldnt be a mouse murderer!!! So plan B. ... I took the big ole wooden spoon, gave a blood curdling scream and so did he and I pushed the flip part of the handy dandy mouse trap as hard as I could and let him loose!! Yes, I know it was ridiculous , but what else could I do? I tried to trap him, murder him, knock his lights out, with him screaming at me and me screaming back at him , but nothing worked!! I just hope he ran away never to come back again. What a way to start the day!!
Posted on: Wed, 19 Nov 2014 02:03:36 +0000
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