The G's Pest Removal Service

In the past week, we have caught and removed two mice from our house. The first one is a boring story: saw the mouse, bought some traps, mouse was caught and promptly sent away to mouse heaven. The second one is more interesting, so I'll just go ahead and tell that story.

Last night, we were all watching a movie together in the living room. I saw something out of the corner of my eye and announced that I thought we had another M-O-U-S-E. Alex knew there had been a mouse before, but he didn't catch on immediately. Dan got up, looked under the futon, then saw it scurry over the toy area. This is the one time that I am glad that we have so much STUFF. If it weren't for bins and a bookshelf and Dan's shoes and some little cube-chairs and more bins of stuff, the mouse would have been much harder to catch. Instead, he kept getting stuck behind things, Dan would move them, and he'd run a little farther, only to get stuck again.

Glad we don't buy into the whole feng shui thing. If there were clear and open paths for our chi, there would also be clear and open paths for our rodent invaders. And that, we do not need.

So, somewhere in this chaos, Alex figures out what it going on. And he says, excitedly, "Oooooo, a MOUSE? May I touch him, please?" Man, that kid can whip out the manners when he wants to, eh?

Well, we finally caught him. In a tupperware. Umm....yeah....what to do with a tupperwared mouse. Well, Dan took Alex and the mouse out to a grassy field and let them go. No, wait, he let the mouse go. He brought Alex back home. Alex apparently was delighted that the mouse was out of the container, but then asked Dan if he could touch it....please? Dan had to say that the mouse was free and happy but no, he wouldn't be able to touch it.

Let's hope that this was the last of the furry little visitors to our house for a long time.