Poetic Justice

We have a mouse.  Shudder.  Maybe more than one, but I’m sticking to the one-mouse theory until they prove otherwise. 

What is it about the act of breaking and entering that makes an otherwise darling little mouse seem so repulsive?  Maybe, it’s the reflection on my own dubious housekeeping practices that’s so hideous.  But things are going to get even uglier around here, that’s for sure, starting with a very heated Q&A: Was it the cookies?  The cheese?  The festering lunch boxes?  ANSWER ME!

Anyway, I just saw someone in a KFC/Taco Bell uniform with a video camera outside my kitchen window.  Bastards. 

If anyone needs me, I’ll be vomiting in the corner of the house furthest from the mouse sighting.

Comments

[Lisa]

No wait.. look at it this way - you're providing shelter for one of God's creatures.. he was outside shivering, his lil buckies were clattering - and now he's nice and warm and leaving you lil pellet presents!

Ohh.. yeah that doesn't sound as good as I thought.

Well at the very least, I hope someone is holding your hair back for you!!

[Harrison3]

This could be an excellent opportunity for your cats to step up and prove their value.

[Husband]

The cats squandered their last chance at proving even a smidgeon of value when they watched the mouse run across the kitchen floor and did nothing.

Maybe we won't feed them for a few days....

[cookiecrumb]

You need to carry plastic bags with you.

[Tammy]

Do you mean to dispose of the lifeless bodies of my traitorous cats? Or for the mice who will soon be drowning in a sea of vomit?

[Sister]

Let me just confirm... you may think it is just one mouse... but there are more.

FYI - we found a humane trap and it did work. Below is a link... you know... in case the vomit thing doesn't work for you.

http://www.kness.com/Shopping/shopdisplayproducts.asp?id=1&cat=Mice

Good luck!