I decided, against my better judgement, to stay up late and get some reading done for school. I was sitting on the edge of my bed when all of a sudden a flash of fur (along with a tail) ran out from under my bed. Upon hearing my gasp, the furry creature, who probably thought the coast was clear at that late hour, retreated back to the dark abyss. Aughhhhh*!@#*!@#......I DON'T WANT A MOUSE UNDER MY BED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hurried and found a trap, applied the best lure I could think of- Laffy Taffy (strawberry) - quickly and stratigically placed it under my bed and jumped back on my bed for safety. Within seconds I heard the snap! I couldn't believe it. I intercomed for Ron to get upstairs pronto! ewwwwwe, ughhhhh, yuck......the gross lifeless creature dangled from the trap as Ron took it outside...the dogs are going crazy! (Why couldn't they get that excited when it was roaming around under my bed-alive?! Don't they have any cat instincts?) I made sure Ron reset the trap and exhausted, I gave up my reading and fell asleep. The morning was a repeat of the night before...emptying another trap; the dumb dogs going crazy! Where were the mice coming from? WHY were they under my bed?!! The trap was reset once again. A few days pass and sure enough, we have another one! Not sure how long this latest saga will go on? I'm wondering if they were all trying to get away from the farmer's wife?
Thursday, September 10, 2009
See How They Run
I decided, against my better judgement, to stay up late and get some reading done for school. I was sitting on the edge of my bed when all of a sudden a flash of fur (along with a tail) ran out from under my bed. Upon hearing my gasp, the furry creature, who probably thought the coast was clear at that late hour, retreated back to the dark abyss. Aughhhhh*!@#*!@#......I DON'T WANT A MOUSE UNDER MY BED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hurried and found a trap, applied the best lure I could think of- Laffy Taffy (strawberry) - quickly and stratigically placed it under my bed and jumped back on my bed for safety. Within seconds I heard the snap! I couldn't believe it. I intercomed for Ron to get upstairs pronto! ewwwwwe, ughhhhh, yuck......the gross lifeless creature dangled from the trap as Ron took it outside...the dogs are going crazy! (Why couldn't they get that excited when it was roaming around under my bed-alive?! Don't they have any cat instincts?) I made sure Ron reset the trap and exhausted, I gave up my reading and fell asleep. The morning was a repeat of the night before...emptying another trap; the dumb dogs going crazy! Where were the mice coming from? WHY were they under my bed?!! The trap was reset once again. A few days pass and sure enough, we have another one! Not sure how long this latest saga will go on? I'm wondering if they were all trying to get away from the farmer's wife?
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I would either move or go borrow someone's cat - throw out those worthless dogs - and make the cat live in the bedroom. AND I would sign a 10 year contract with the Truly Nolan guy!! Mice - YIKES!!!
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