It started with a few haunting sounds in the middle of the night. Next we found some… droppings, as well as a few chewed carrot stubs and other things left on plates in the kitchen. The final straw, though, was the sighting. Or was it three sightings?
Every now and then, we’d come across this tiny, cute furball of a mouse that seemed to want to engage us but was too afraid. Like, he or she would literally back up and stare at us from a doorway, and then take off. The boys spent nearly an hour one night chasing it, but it disappeared. That’s about the time I got scared just to walk to the bathroom at night, turning on every light and stomping loudly enough to wake the neighbors. So we decided to put an end to the mouse dilemma.
We ordered two of these guys from Amazon and surprisingly, they arrived the next day! I guess the good Lord knew we were getting a little anxious to be mouse-free. We set them up that night, one in the kitchen and one in the family room. By the time my alarm went off the next morning, we’d caught our first mouse! I woke Chris up and had him show all of the kids. It wasn’t even 6:30am yet, so I’m sure everyone loved that. Daddy and Ames took the trap out to the woods and left it for a few hours, so the mouse could eat his way to freedom in peace. A good time was had by all.
And that’s where the excitement ends. We haven’t caught a single mouse since, and it’s been two weeks. Is it possible we only had one? I was sure an army had moved in. But alas, no droppings or chewed food or noises in the night. Maybe it was just that cute little guy after all!