When I woke up last Thursday and saw that we still had power
I hopped out of bed, did a little jig, and ran into the kitchen to whip up a snow day breakfast feast.
And then I saw this.
I don’t do critters.
I don’t do creepy crawlies.
And the above stance of both dog and cat alerts me to the fact that SOMETHING is here.
“Honey–can you come here a minute?”
::heavy sighs::
“I think something is in that cabinet.”
“There’s nothing in the cabinet. Your cat’s just dumb.”
“Well, could you check!? Maybe Campbell has a few screws loose, but I trust Bailey.”
“No. Campbell has Bailey convinced there’s something in there. She’s easily influenced.”
“Would you just check the damn cabinet?”
::opens cabinet::
“See, I told you. There’s nothing in there. They’re just weird.”
They both acted completely neurotic all day. And while I knew in my bones that there was probably some creepy crawling hanging out with us on our snow day–I tried to put it out of my mind.
And then bed time rolled around. J is a night owl–so he was still watching TV in the living room. I was in bed trying to keep my eyes open long enough to finish a book. And Campbell was actin’ a fool in the bathroom. Finally, after having had enough, I hopped out of bed to yell at him to knock it off.
And a mouse ran across the bathroom floor.
I screamed bloody murder.
Which startled Campbell who had been on the mouse’s trail.
Distracted, he lost sight of the little creature and looked at me like moooooooooooooom!
J runs in an assures me the mouse has run into some tiny hole under our bathroom vanity.
Oh goody.
I’d already taken a sleeping pill that night. And Campbell was on guard. So I was able to convince myself that either the mouse was smart enough to stay in his little hole, or Campbell would take care of him.
The next day, there was no trace of the mouse. Campbell spent the day completely zonked out being on mouse duty all night really wore him out and Bailey and I did some cleaning around the house. The temps had risen, so I convinced myself the little mouse went back to his family outside.
Friday night.
Valentine’s Day.
Living room campout day.
We dragged a mattress into the living room. We ordered pizza. I baked a cake. And we had Silver Lining’s Playbook on our DVR.
My favorite kind of date night.
And then we all fell asleep. On a mattress. On the living room floor.
4AM.
Campbell and Bailey both are FREAKING THE FREAK OUT.
I sit up in the bed.
Mouse.
I scream bloody murder.
**Campbell earned his keep and stunned the mouse enough for the husband to scoop it up into a dust pan and deposit it outside. I don’t believe any mice were harmed in the making of this blog post.
I'm so not a fan of mice, I'm not scared of them per say but those little suckers move so fast you can't help but want to stand on a chair or something.
Holy crab I'd lose my mind. Not because I'm super scared of them, but just anything skittering around the house that is not supposed to be there is NOT COOL.
okay that picture is too cute and absolutely priceless…I can't believe you got both of them staring into the corner. Oh I do not do mice….I literally just shuddered as I wrote that….I'm so glad you found it!
Ugh! I hate creepy crawly things too! Yuck!!! I know if my dogs are on the trail of something it is not good either. Though, Mac will follow anything..bugs, butterflies, leaves…..so I look to Gracie for the real threats!
Glad you guys were able to catch it!
I seriously would have died. DIED.
GAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Why are mice so gross and creepy?! So tiny yet SO gross and creepy! Once, I was just minding my own business, peeing away, look next to me in the tub and there's a MUMMA MOUSE AND A HADFUL OF BABY MICE (this was when I lived at home). I stood up – MID PEE – and raaaaan outside to my mom. I won't tell you how it ended… but mice WERE harmed that time. haha
NO! we had a mouse in our garage and we have a door that goes into the house so for 2 weeks, i banned anyone from even opening that door to the house and made my husband turn the garage upside down to make sure it was gone. MICE ARE NOT WELCOME UP IN HURR!
-kathy
Vodka and Soda
Hi-dee-ho there blogerino! I just wanted to stop by and sneak a peek at your blog. 🙂 Thanks for taking the time to check out my new blog! The only real mouse experience I've had was when I was about nine and my dog caught and killed a mouse in front of me. It was both weird and gross. Keep the good posts coming! 🙂
Oh my goodness, that sounds SO terrifying!! We've been lucky enough not to have mice in our house so far, but I seriously don't know what I'd do if we did, since I don't like them alive or dead via trap. Glad he left of his own free will! And that date night sounds so fun 🙂
Dear GOD- I hate when pets are looking at something like that. Sends shivers down my spine. Hopefully your screams terrified him enough so he (or his friends) won't come back!!
I laughed at this and simultaneously shuddered!!! I DON'T DO RODENTS! Or anything that looks like a rodent (sorry ferrets). But, it sounds like your date night was lovely! Isn't Silver Linings just the best?
hahah Oh my gosh this is hilarious!!!! When my dog freaks out at something I know its bad news…hopefully thats the end of the mice!!