18 January 2013

There's a Mouse in the House.

It's 4am.  There's a mouse in the house and our cleaner is on holiday. Are the two related, I wonder?

The little bugger thing keeps waking me up.  Scratch, scratch, nibble, nibble, pause.  There are humane traps waiting.  They're baited with peanut butter.  I'm waiting.  With baited breath.

Irritated, I've got no intention of getting up until the morning.  Sleep is in short supply around here.   Catch the little bugger thing I'm  thinking.  Catch it.

He hasn't been for two nights but if one more person / thing in this house wakes me up I'm going to scream.  That will get all of the other buggers them back for the frequency with which every one of them feels inclined to disturb my slumber.  I'm really not in the mood.

Silence.

Scratch, scratch, nibble, nibble, pause.

And pause.

More scratching.

Nothing.

He's trapped, I think. Got the little bugger thing.  Good.

More silence.

Definitely got him.

Snooze.

5am. The three year old comes in. A bad dream about monsters shooting him.

Crikey. We really must cut down on the Nerf gun play.

But I can't scream at him, because he's gorgeous, he doesn't do it all that often and he's only three..

The seven year old has already been in B.M. (Before Mouse).  Bad dreams about a man offering him sweets.

Crikey.  We really must cut down on the Stranger Danger.

I didn't scream at him either because it was before S.L.R. (Screaming Level Reached).

Snooze.

Phone Alarm.

Hell. I'm in exactly the right mood to deal with an incarcerated mouse now. Out. Of. My. Way.

The trap is closed.  Good.  We'll dump him by the horses on the way to school.  It's got to be over a  mile away from the house apparently, 'or it will come back.'   Is it mad?  A mad mouse?  Typical.

The boys, also like they're deranged, are excitedly using a pencil to punch holes in shoe boxes for it.  That was the eldest's idea and he proudly holds the trap aloft, even though I've told him not to touch it in case the little bugger thing escapes.

He exclaims 'He's weightless.'

I think, 'Where did he get that word from?'

He steps forward for me to feel.

I might, quite possibly, have, sort of, screamed then.

Crikey, must cut down on the no sleeping.

Bad dreams, I'm thinking. I haven't hoovered their room.  I always get bad dreams If I don't change the bed exactly weekly, so, yes, I must clean their room. It must be related.  Stuck energy and all that.  Not to mention the mess. We always tidy up before the cleaner comes.  He hasn't been for twelve days.  And it shows.

But I digress, these are the pics of the traps as we set them.


Peanut butter.




in the trap.


Ready and waiting mode.


This is what it looks like before and after.  Do you see how the weight of the mouse tips it downwards where the nice smelly supper is, so that the door automatically closes and he can't get out?  Foolproof, you'd think.  Kind and, yes, humane.


Ta-dah!


So how come when we went to free him in a field he wasn't there?

Which means he is still loose, although the peanut butter has gone!

Is it related to my bad housekeeping, even though there's never, ever any food upstairs, I still wonder?

I tell you something, he's not safe if he makes an appearance while I've got that vacuum cleaner out.  I can guarantee he and housework will be intimately related then.

If you hear a scream from the realms of East Sussex in the middle of the night, from an exhausted and overwrought mother, there's still a mouse in the house.

But I'll get the little bugger thing.

MummyBarrow


[I'm linking this up with Mummy Barrow's Ranty Friday linky.].

 

36 comments:

  1. Poison the peanut butter. That'll get the little sod one way or the other. Take no prisoners, they aren't worth it.

    My mum had a rat that ate its way through the back of her fridge and helped itself buffet style to the contents until she discovered what was going on. It took three visits from the rat man to exterminate that little family of vermin.

    And a new fridge, of course!

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  2. Oh no. I sympathise. The other week I came home to find a mouse coming out of our toaster. It then scurried along the work top to find me looming over it screaming 'get out of the house' at it. Goodness knows what the nextdoor neighbour thought. Then it went the other way only to find me waiting there for it, still not really knowing what to do apart from shout again. This went on for about five minutes, up and down the kitchen playing cat and mouse with a mouse! Eventually, after much eye contact, it took a leap and disappeared. Humane traps and not so humane ones are scattered around the house. Not one single mouse caught. It did come out again the other day (stop saying 'it' my Dad keeps saying - there's never only one) from under the sofa whilst I was typing. It looked at me and then continued to just walk around the living room. I give up. They're not so bad. Could be worse. Still the sleepless nights due to kids... mmm that's tough! Hope things calm down in your house soon and that your rant has made you feel a bit better. Deep breaths.xxx

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    1. Yours is braver than mine! I fear your Dad is right. Looks like another £40 council bill is coming. Had to get them out when they knocked a house down next door and we had nests of them in the loft! The traps are rubbish, you're right. We had the same thing this morning - peanut butter gone, door down, no mouse in sight! Let me know what happens with yours. Deep breaths, indeed! X

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  3. This made me smile! I am perplexed also how it managed to get in, eat and get out. What is worse than a mouse? A clever mouse! Good luck with the next move!x

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    1. Thank you. Yes he is a rather clever thing having done it today as well!

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  4. Our next door neighbour had a mouse problem and they came foraging in our flat too - made so much noise in the night (in the kitchen). We put traps out too but the little blighters got clever and avoided them - cold weather killed them off in the end, and the council came around to sort the problem out with our neighbour! X. have nice dreams tonight!

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    1. Let's hope this cold weather does the same here and for sweet dreams , yes! X

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  5. lol. I'm sorry I shouldn't laugh but it is kinda funny. You do realize if you have one mouse there is a good chance there may be others? I would buy more peanut butter!

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  6. Oh no that's awful. I know my mother in law bought the poison food for them when she had them. Didn't agree but it did get rid of them. I think I'd be trying the same as you. Hope you catch it soon. HUgs x

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    1. I understand why you don't agree, but it's a horrid feeling, especially with young kids around. Thank you for the hugs - much appreciated! :)

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  7. Noooooo I remember my mum had a mouse under the floorboards and he would clang against the pipes and things...it eventually went off by itself and found a better home somewhere else. Hope you catch the little bugger! :)

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    1. Oh dear, they're very common aren't they? Thanks X

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  8. Humane traps in our house means the ones that snaps their necks as soon as they step on the plate - no wussing about here. Its me protecting my storecupboard ;-)
    And yes there is likely to be more than one - but on the bright side if you have mice you are unlikely to have rats.

    Now - would you like my recipe for frugal mouse curry????

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    1. I used those traps a couple of years ago and have never got the image of the dead thing out of my mind and it made a RACKET as it snapped which I'm loathe to have in the bedroom going off in the middle of the night! But you're right, I need to stop wussing about X

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  9. Oh dear! We've had a mouse problem lately too, resorted to poison in the end (Not nice I know) so now we probably have dead mice somewhere in the house!! (possibly an even worse problem)! Good luck. x

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    1. I understand the dilemma - am gonna have to do it tho!

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  10. Oh my! My neighbour has mouse problems and she's always getting the rage about them. I must admit I have been half tempted to finely chop raisins and scatter them about when I go round just to freak her out a bit more... but of course I haven't... yet ;)

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    1. Oh Gosh, you obviously don't like her then?!

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  11. I soo soooo soooo ought to have linked up to Ranty Friday too. I had plenty of good content I could have included.
    Anyway as promised I changed browser so that I could comment (despite Apple being in PC World for 12 days it still aint fixed). Actually having said that THAT is also something I could RANT about. I wonder if the linky allows late entries........... *ponders*
    Anyhow, this post is so very well written that even though I should have been sympathising with you, I was busy enjoying the writing style.
    Take care sausage,
    Liska xx

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    1. Aah, thank you. It's easiest when I'm angry. The conversation started on Twitter and I could feel a rant coming so started a post and didn't stop! Yes, you can add old posts. X

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  12. I glued cheese to the trap once. That got my peanut butter stealing mouse.

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  13. Ha, ha, great story! In my single days, I lived in a house with a mouse, I was regularly woken by it at 4am, scratching around in my room (I house shared, it wasn't my house). I couldn't bear the thought of it, so I moved out to a place that didn't back onto railway lines and an overgrown garden. I used to live in a house (my house) that backed onto fields, and we had so many of the things that we had to get Rentokil in. And I lived in south London for a while and had a rat. Hubby dealt with that with mars bar and poison in a loo roll middle tube. The rat took the whole thing away and presumably died elsewhere. Horrible things!

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    1. Crikey - do they follow you? There's me thinking we could be friends! Great idea with the loo roll and poison. X

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  14. Our cat has brought so many awful things into the hose that a mouse is like w welcome guest these days!

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    1. I wouldn't mind so much if we had a cat!

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  15. OOh have you caught him yet? I'd lend you my cat but he's a diva so no doubt would turn his nose up at mice. Flipping eats better than me. Smoked salmon anyone?

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  16. Haven't caught him, but haven't seen him. Think, perhaps, with a bit of luck and a following wind, the snow has got him. Bless. And bless your darling cat!

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  17. You change your bed every week? Oh, the shame I feel!

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    1. Honestly, I get bad dreams when I don't!

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  18. Oh we have lived through this, truly horrible. Best of luck!

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    1. You came out to tell the tale? Thank you!

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  19. We had a mouse problem last year. They were really brazen little buggers - we'd be sitting on the sofa watching tv and one would pop out and plonk itself in the middle of the rug to have a little scratch.
    Poison.
    We haven't seen one for months (touches wood and crosses fingers)
    xx

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    1. That is brazen! I wouldn't hesitate to use it now but haven't seen / heard the little bugger again. I stopped putting down peanut butter coz he's nick that and not be caught so stopped feeding the family! The traps are down but nothing. The cold must have got him but I am worried there are more! Poison, next step X

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