New Housemate?
Hell No. Not if I can help it.
Today, for the first time in my place, I saw a mouse. I watched it scurry along the living room and go somewhere towards bedroom land. I froze. Then came my delayed scream. I grabbed my cell phone, not really knowing who to call. Or what to do. I thought about grabbing the broom and hunting it down. But mostly, I sat frozen on the couch. A little distraught. Ok, a lot.
I don't think myself to be a wuss, but really, I guess I am. Except that I'm a RUTHLESS wuss. I want this thing dead. We've trapped up the place, and I'm hoping come tomorrow, there will be a furry pest in one of them. A dead furry pest.
God. What is up with Toronto homes and mice? ARGH.
Hell No. Not if I can help it.
Today, for the first time in my place, I saw a mouse. I watched it scurry along the living room and go somewhere towards bedroom land. I froze. Then came my delayed scream. I grabbed my cell phone, not really knowing who to call. Or what to do. I thought about grabbing the broom and hunting it down. But mostly, I sat frozen on the couch. A little distraught. Ok, a lot.
I don't think myself to be a wuss, but really, I guess I am. Except that I'm a RUTHLESS wuss. I want this thing dead. We've trapped up the place, and I'm hoping come tomorrow, there will be a furry pest in one of them. A dead furry pest.
God. What is up with Toronto homes and mice? ARGH.
posted by pomegranate queen at 5/28/2008
8 Comments:
sorry love but seeing one mouse means ten more mice live in your place. for real. borrow nehal's cat or get some glue traps as long as you can stomach picking up the stuck-on wriggling bodies in the morning - sorry - or make rob do it. what are boy roomates for?
that's what i'm being told by everyone. UGH. that's what happens when your stupid ass landlords who live below you go away for 8 months, leaving their place a haven for this dirty dirty things to nest (DEAR GOD, i can't believe I just used that word. nest! vomit.)
i'll borrow N's cats if she lets me. but i got to get it together dude. there's more important crap going on in my life. :)
ps. my roommate's definitely got some trap setting skills.
eeek!!
mice and flying cockroaches are ewww, eek, eek! this is coming from someone who just spent a week and a half naked in the forest! eek! *cringe
Have you tried a "have a heart" trap? I had mice and flying roaches in South Texas. The "have a heart" worked for the mice. Nothing worked with the roaches.
I poisoned mine, and set one of those high frequency sound machines up in the kitchen. I don't know which worked, but they're gone. I felt pretty disgusted and intruded upon, and I have a pretty high tolerance for such things. Had no success with traps. Good luck.
I have thought about this post and the comments a few times today. It reminds me of how privileged and idealistic I am. I am not the one living with the mice and so the "have a heart" would work for me. I remembered that after I trapped one of the mice, I put the trap outside so that I didn't have to listen to the racket and could sleep. In the morning, a stray cat had killed it. Rather ironic.
half-naked in the forest is incredible! wow.
margaret thanks for the tip about the "have a heart" traps. at this point i don't care what it is, as long as it works.
bird, i've heard about those high frequency machines you plug into a socket. i heard they really work! the word "intruded" is so perfect. that's what it feels like. i've heard other people say that too about having mice.
it's all good. i'm just hoping the problem will work itself out. not trying to stress about it.
at least i don't have rats.
yikes, sorry to hear this babe, hope the mice have moved on by now.
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