Mouse in the House!

Oh, I wish you all could have seen us last weekend!!!  It was a riot!  Looking back I wish I would have pulled the video camera out because we would have won the grand prize on AFV for SURE!

Friday afternoon when I got home from work I decided to clean the house so I wouldn’t have to do it on Saturday.  Smart thinkin’ right?!  I picked up the laundry basket that was on the floor in my room in front of my treadmill and saw what looked like dirt under the basket.  Hmm, that’s funny, I thought!  I got the vacuum out, started sucking up the stuff, and as I looked around the treadmill I noticed that it was all around the treadmill.  I stopped, stood there looking at this crap, and thought OMG!  That is not what I think it is!  TOBY, GET IN HERE!!!!!!

He comes into the bedroom (a little irritated b/c he was trying to make supper!)  and took one look and said, yup, that’s mouse crap.  Crap is right!  I was disgusted!  I said, “what are you going to do?”  He looks at me like I’m nuts and says, “finish supper!”  We finish supper and both go back into the bedroom to see what we can find.  As he looks at the treadmill, he decides they might be inside the treadmill.  WHAT?!  Get it out of here ASAP!  (Yeah, b/c a treadmill is lite as a feather and is so easily moved!)  I called my brother who agreed to come over and help Toby take the treadmill outside b/c Toby was not going to open it in the house.  While we wait for Tom to get here, Toby is searching for more evidence of the little critter and finds crap in the closet.  Now I want to die!  He starts pulling stuff out of the closet and I call Joy and say, “Can I borrow Maddie?”  All she said was, “Shut Up!”  b/c she knew why I’d want Maddie!  Maddie is an excellent mouser and doesn’t stop ’til she gets her pray 🙂

Joy brings Maddie about the time my brother shows up.  By this time, the one side of my closet is on my bed and we found what the mouse had been after.  2 fun sized candy bars that got left in Toby’s leather jacket pocket from who knows how long ago.  Like everyone’s closet, mine is packed to the gills.  That little critter crawled up a suitcase and sat on the top of it while it gnawed through the leather to fill it’s fat belly.  Oh Gross!!!  Maddie is wandering around the bedroom checking the place out and I want her so badly to find it right now!  I know, totally unrealistic, but she’s such a great mouser!  Tom opened up the treadmill and luckily there was no evidence of mice in there.  Thank God b/c I didn’t want to junk my treadmill, it’s in great shape!  No pun intended.  So, Tom takes off, Joy takes Maddie home, and Toby decides to go to town for traps while I clean up all the little crap it left behind.  Man, those things poop everywhere!!!!  Just as Toby is about to leave, I pull the scrapbooking supplies out from the other side of the closet and to my HORROR I see a FAT mouse hanging onto the butt of Toby’s bb gun in the corner!  I screamed, jumped up onto my scrapbooking box and told Toby he wasn’t going anywhere!

I hope this is just as funny to you as it is to me now because I’m only halfway through the events of that day!  We barricade the closet shut so it can’t escape and I said to Toby, “Get in there and get it!”  He goes in with a pail ( to trap it if need be), a Halloween  plastic sword from his Captain Morgan outfit 2 years ago, and the pole to the patio umbrella to bludgeon it to death.  I am telling you, it was too much!!!

I’m outside the closet making sure the towel under the door doesn’t come loose and I hear him in the closet yelling at this mouse, jabbing at everything.  Next thing, he’s pushing the door open and throwing my winter coat at me b/c it fell off the hanger and was in the way.  That totally freaked me out b/c it didn’t register what he was throwing at me!  He slams the door shut and before I can get the towel back under the door, he starts jabbing at the mouse again and guess what happens…yup, it runs under the door, past me feet and under the bed.  All I hear from the closet is muffled profanities.  Ugh, did I screw up and he let me know it!

Toby storms out of the house yelling, “Have fun with that!”  as I’m yelling, “Don’t leave me with the mouse, what am I suppose to do?!”  It was a riot!  I barricade the bedroom door shut and wait for him to come back from town with traps.  No way was I going in there!  It seemed like he was gone forever, but when he finally got home he set up 8 traps throughout the bedroom and 2 in the bathroom and we slept in the living room on an air mattress!

Saturday morning we woke to find a fat mouse dead as a doornail with his head smashed in a trap by the treadmill.  What a beautiful sight in the morning!  I spent the next 6 hours cleaning the house and reorganizing everything.  Putting all the stuff back in the closet was the worst.  It wasn’t in the house more than a couple of days, but that little bastard made a mess everywhere it went!  We have left traps up all week and there hasn’t been another one so hopefully that was it, but I’m completely disgusted!  I wish I would have videotaped it all because being $10,000 richer would have made laughing at ourselves much more fun!

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21 Responses to Mouse in the House!

  1. Joy says:

    You have NO idea how this makes me laugh. When Toby was telling us how he was trying to STAB that mouse with that stuff, I thought I was going to wet my pants.

    I know Maddie would have gotten it but it’s an art for her. She plays with them for a long time first. You had to get rid of it. Luckily ours have not been in the bedroom. ISH!!! They are so gross and so dirty.

    Aw tho……..when you called and asked to borrow Maddie……god I laughed……

  2. Jenny says:

    AH HAHAHAH Sue! You make me laugh!! That was quite a long story about a mouse. I would’ve freaked out too!! I HATE mice. yuck. Our cat, Cleo, usually catches the mice in the basement and brings them to our bedroom and starts meowing. She doesn’t kill them, just plays with them! One night she brought the mouse into the bedroom and it got loose. I made Jason catch that stupid mouse before we went to sleep. Well I got a good laugh out of your story. Thanks Sue 😀

    • Joy says:

      That’s what Maddie does Jenny. She brings them from the basement up to us! Like it’s some kind of reward. Then they get away from her and I get hysterical and the chase then starts!!

  3. SKL says:

    That is funny! I love those ridiculous times when I get to laugh at my own self. I used to always joke that I was going to write a sitcom and it would run for decades, because there are so many things you can laugh at if you are in the right mindset. (Lately, I don’t seem to have that many laughable moments – grown-up ones, anyway. Wonder why. Too many work hours? Having to be “mom” and therefore serious/responsible? Or just getting old and crotchety?)

    We live at the edge of woods, so we have four-legged visitors, and while mice are not the scariest ones, they are probably the most numerous. Usually they just hang out in the basement and poop on the top of the drop ceilings. Yucky, but at least it’s not in the bedrooms. Though last week, there was one in the master bathtub (which nobody uses). Who knows how it got up there. It was easy to trap it (nonviolently) and put it outside, thankfully.

    I usually don’t think of myself as a wuss, but one day in my old apartment at grad school, we discovered a rat in the kitchen. Dude was probably about 4″ long excluding the tail, so not “huge,” but not a little mouse either. My apartment-mate called me and I went in there to show how a non-wuss handles these things. Then suddenly the rat ran right over my bare foot. Next thing I knew, I was standing on top of the counter with no idea how I got there. I believe I also uttered a scream. I learned something about myself that day. Having something out of one’s control, running over one’s body part is just wrong. No matter who you are.

  4. Jason says:

    This reminds me of the time I was on the tractor moving manure when I heard these screams coming from the barn… I thought someone was getting trampled by a horse. I jumped off the tractor and went running into the barn to find my mother-in-law on top of the pile of hay bales screaming THERES A RAT, THERES A RAT. I looked down and she had knocked the wheel barrow over on it. Now this was a rat, his body must have been at least a foot long. I walked over kicked down on the wheel barrow and in turn becoming the hero of the day. But in reality I don’t know what I would have done if it would have been running around. Probably go get the bb gun.

  5. SKL says:

    Ah, reminds me of the time my dad brought down the Christmas decorations and there was a live bat in there – which proceeded to fly around the house. My dad tried to get it out of there “humanely” but no luck. He had to shoot it with a pellet gun. My niece, who was probably around 10 at the time, was there and watched it. It was sad, but what are you gonna do?

    • SKL says:

      And then there was the time a bird came down the chimney into the wood stove. When it came out, I remarked to my dad “I haven’t seen a bird like that around here, it’s black.” My dad was like, “you don’t say!”

      • Joy says:

        We had a bat flying around our cabin once. Do you know wherever that thing went, we never found it. I know it had to have gotten out because we tore that place apart and we saw where it went. There had to have been an opening and an out somewhere.

        We once also had a little chipmunk that got into our fireplace. I freaked out thinking I was surely seeing things because I heard it before I saw it and I couldn’t believer it was there. When Paul came home I rushed to tell him and the dang thing was gone. Another instance that he thought I was crazy!!!!

  6. Vicki says:

    lol @ the rat story, yes im the mother inlaw screaming like a freak. *cringes @ the thought of it*
    I also have a some what simular mouse story but its too long to tell, lemme just say the wonderful cat carried a live mouse to me in bed while i was sleeping.
    Sue have you ever heard the saying if you have one mouse u have a dozen?? just a thought..lol

    • Sue says:

      Vicki, that’s disgusting!!! But, I did say to Toby, how many do you think we have?! Living in the country you have to expect them, but usually they are in the basement and why on Earth are they trying to get IN in July?? It’s a little early to start worrying about a place to winter isn’t it?!

      • Jenny says:

        Well Jason got up this morning at 4:30 and said that that there was a mouse on the counter trying to eat a banana and mouse turds all over the counter!! ISH So as I was laughing at you Sue lastnight, the mouse in our house was snacking on a banana! We now have a trap set up in the pantry. Our cat just lays in the kitchen and watches…for now

  7. Laura says:

    Thanks, Sue… My mom, brother, nephew and I were laughing out loud as I read this story to them… They got the biggest kick out of Toby in the closet with his “armor”. What a riot!!! you’re right, you should have had a camera, this is too stinkin’ funny!

    • Sue says:

      Well, I had to post a picture of the armor b/c I didn’t think you’d believe me! It was funny and I was laughing as it was happening b/c it was so crazy.

      • Laura says:

        That armor totally makes the whole story.

        No, wait.

        the PINK BUCKET totally makes the story!!! Your big, strappin’ husband going in after that little bitty mouse with a tin-foil sword, a giant staff and a pink bucket. Man, I’m still cracking up over this!!!

  8. Just a Mom says:

    This was great! Thanks for a good laugh in the morning! I remember as a kid about 2 years old, we had a ton of field mice in our house. My brother and I would stand on the coffee table and our stupid toy poodle would join us!

  9. starlaschat says:

    Funny how a small mouse can turn a person house upside down. I like how you asked Toby “What are you going to do about this” too bad you didn’t get it all on film. It would have been hystarical. The older I get the more I seem to scream like a girl with small moving rodents. Sounds like you did some screaming too, I’m surprised Maddie didn’t get the mouse, but as I see she takes her time with the hunt. Glad you got it all handled and you get to keep the treadmill. Thanks for sharing the story with us. :+)

  10. Ellen says:

    This is a great story, and the way you wrote it, I could see it happen! Thanks for the laugh! Have a wonderful weekend.

  11. Nikki says:

    Oh man I do not envy you!!! That’s pretty hilarious though, just picturing it all, Toby and his armor!!!! He would! If I were you, I’d set traps every once in a while, just to allow you to sleep better at night!

    I deal with mice and other rodents, almost on a daily basis. The only difference, and a fairly large one, is they are outside. My dog, she loves to chew on mice, chipmunks, squirrels, rabbits. I find dead rodents in my yard daily. The latest was the rabbit, and that was down right disgusting! Then there are my cats, how feel the need to show me what they catch. My one cat, that goes outside, I see her often walking through the woods with a chipmunk in her mouth. She doesn’t eat them though so that’s good. Neither does the dog, she just gnaws on them! It’s what we get for living where we live though, you out in the middle of nowhere with nothing but fields, and me right smack dab in the middle of woods, with a lot of abandoned out building.

  12. mssc54 says:

    Can’t we all just get along. Poor little guy was just admiring the new decor you have. I’ll bet if you check there’s a little “present” in those new boots you got last winter! 🙂

    • Sue says:

      Oh, believe me I did check! I had to throw out my shoe crate b/c it peed everywhere in it as well as Christopher’s toy box b/c it was there too.

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