Mice!
I had my third encounter with a mouse in this house. Last night, or this morning, not quite sure, I was going to go upstairs to the kitchen to get a glass of water. When I flipped the light switch next to the stairs I see this tiny brown mouse dart out of view at the top of the stairs. Freaked me out for a second. Then I see it peeps its little face over the top step and stare at me.
Mouse, me, sharing a moment of silence. It was trapped up there since the door at the top of the stairs was shut. I tried to shoo it, but that only made it go down the stairs in these quick zig zag movements closer to me. Finally I gave it this pansy wrist flicking "go away" and it took a nose dive off the stairs, hit a table on the way to the ground, and ran out of sight.
Must be the rain outside that's making them bold. Other sightings included one in the kitchen darting behind the stove. Another one was in the fucking living room, with lights on and everything, running behind the couch. I don't know, I can't let them take over since I did not invite them in the house.
Yet, I don't want to use traps or poison because then I'll end up having dead mice to dispose of and I can imagine "sniff, sniff, what's that smell?" never being able to locate it the rotting carcass.
What I need is a cat, but I don't want a pet. Do people ever loan out their cats to people who need them for mice extermination? I mean, I like Stuart Little but he didn't have to bring his whole fucking family uninvited. He's on my turf and terrorizing the natives (i.e. roommate is a chicken shit coward).
PREPARE TO DIE.
I had my third encounter with a mouse in this house. Last night, or this morning, not quite sure, I was going to go upstairs to the kitchen to get a glass of water. When I flipped the light switch next to the stairs I see this tiny brown mouse dart out of view at the top of the stairs. Freaked me out for a second. Then I see it peeps its little face over the top step and stare at me.
Mouse, me, sharing a moment of silence. It was trapped up there since the door at the top of the stairs was shut. I tried to shoo it, but that only made it go down the stairs in these quick zig zag movements closer to me. Finally I gave it this pansy wrist flicking "go away" and it took a nose dive off the stairs, hit a table on the way to the ground, and ran out of sight.
Must be the rain outside that's making them bold. Other sightings included one in the kitchen darting behind the stove. Another one was in the fucking living room, with lights on and everything, running behind the couch. I don't know, I can't let them take over since I did not invite them in the house.
Yet, I don't want to use traps or poison because then I'll end up having dead mice to dispose of and I can imagine "sniff, sniff, what's that smell?" never being able to locate it the rotting carcass.
What I need is a cat, but I don't want a pet. Do people ever loan out their cats to people who need them for mice extermination? I mean, I like Stuart Little but he didn't have to bring his whole fucking family uninvited. He's on my turf and terrorizing the natives (i.e. roommate is a chicken shit coward).
PREPARE TO DIE.
kopper:
i had bats in my apartment a few months ago. one almost slapped me in the face while i was drinking a glass of juice in my kitchen. get rid of the mice, before they grow wings.
emily:
All that I can say about my blood set is that it's going to be fake blood,and it will kick ass....i hope...