The ongoing saga of the mouse....
Well,
Mr Trapmeister and his brothers have proven themselves wholly inadequate in trapping Baby Mousey. The problem is that Little M is too small to make the trap snap. He's excellent at eating the peanut butter off of the traps and walking away. The boys think he's just like the mouse in
Tale of Desperaux fighting his way through all the traps. I'm of the opinion that this has become more the
Tale of the Desperate, so we're going to the next level! Since I've not seen this mouse adding any gourmet spices to my food making my meals worthy of fantastic reviews simply by pulling my hair, the war is on!!
This weekend we got "sticky" traps so when Little M runs across it, that's it. Game over. Cat food! We put one in the pantry and three in the laundry room. I've also pretty much done all I can to stay out of the laundry room. Thankfully, Michael and the boys are really the ones to do the laundry anyway. But knowing that Little M is here, there and everywhere in the laundry room, I really don't want to run across him!! Or have him run across me-even grosser! So, the best logical solution....let someone else do the laundry and feed the dog! Easy choice!
Many times yesterday Josiah went to check the traps. He came back bummed every time. "Man, no mouse!" But this morning.....guess what! Little M was found. Jeffrey shouted the victory this morning, "We got him! We got him!". That was great until he started waving the trap around running around to show everyone. I can't remember how many times I asked him, "PLEASE, Jeffrey I DON'T want to see him on the trap!!!" After everyone saw him, the boys took the trap out to Trixie and Snowflake. The problem...the trap is very sticky! How do you get the mouse off it? Answer...not without losing some of its bodyparts. That's all I'm saying about that! Trixie got the prize, 'cuz she was in the right place at the right time!
Hopefully, that's the end of this drama! I guess I better get back to the laundry!