My Mouse

One night after the kids were asleep, I kept hearing a noise out in the entryway. We had an area in between our kitchen door and the outside door that was similar to a closet.The stairs to go down to the basement were right there also. This noise sounded like the rustling of papers, which seemed strange because I didn't have any papers out there. I thought someone was out there so I took ahold of Ringo's collar and we went towards the door. I opened it and then realized what was rustling. There was a mouse inside this extra large bag of dogfood. The dogfood was over half gone so the little mouse had it's work cut out for it to get up and out of that bag.

I'm not sure why, but I called (Vi) my mother-in-law and told her about this frightening experience. She was trying to talk me into closing up the top of the dogfood bag and just putting the bag on outside. While she was still on the phone, I opened up that kitchen door again--but this time I could see him right near the top of the bag!! I started screaming and slammed that door back shut. I could hear her voice on the phone, but I just kept screaming and by this time I was up on the kitchen table. I finally heard Vi say that they would be over in a little bit. Now my father -in-law (Dick) had to get up out of bed and come too because Vi didn't drive. While waiting for them to get there, I heard a little thump and I knew that the mouse had made it out of the bag. I knew if the mouse turned right it could come right under the kitchen door.

When Dick and Vi got there, Vi went out into the entryway and picked up the broom. She told me that if she jumps it wouldn't be because she was afraid of the mouse, it would be because he would run out of there so fast. She didn't find the mouse, he had obviously gone down the stairs to the basement.

The following morning the kids and I went with my brother-in-law (Rick) out for breakfast and then stopped at a store and got some traps and d-con. He set the traps for me in the basement and put a couple boxes of the d-con around as a back-up. It wasn't but about an hour until I heard a "snap" and knew we got him. Okay, now I had a dead squashed mouse in a trap in my basement! I then called another brother in law (Kenny) and asked him if he would come over for a spaghetti supper and then take my mouse out of trap.

So this mouse turned into quite a family affair.