For the love of cheese, the mice are now cuddling with our stuffed animals!!! Apparently I have caused them such emotional damage that they need the comfort of a furry, stuffed animal. I thought it must have crawled up there and died because no matter how close I got or what I moved around it he did not move. So yes, I took a picture. I think some people have questioned my stories and think I just make a lot of this stuff up but I PROMISE I DON'T! Have you ever seen such a thing? Well, turns out it was not dead and did escape as soon as I got the dustpan out. He ran off and I couldn't find him. Well, later Eli saw it just hanging out next to the couch. It seems they get into the poison and start acting all goofy and drugged. I got the dustpan again and y'all will not believe what I did. For those of you who remember the first mouse story of me following Josh around the playroom with a broom in my hand and a towel on my head, I have come a long way! I put down a glue trap and only one of his feet stuck. I got the dustpan and tried to get him on there but the dustpan stuck to the trap! So, I picked up the dustpan, with the trap hanging off the side and the mouse hanging off 0f it. I ran outside and tried to throw it out the door. Well, the trap would not come off so I kept slinging it. Still the trap would not come off, but the mouse went flying into a tree!!!!!!!!!!! I killed the mouse with my own hands!!! (And a dustpan). I cannot even tell you how traumatic it was for me. I was sad for about 7 minutes. :(
Then, three days later I was headed down our hallway and there sat another mouse. Right in the middle of the hallway! Just sitting there. He was halfway between the laundry room and the girl's room and I had just cleaned their closet out. I'm thinking he was confused about all of the packing and changes and was sitting there going (as Kate would say), "What's in the world?" He must have been very drugged because no matter what he never moved. Okay, brace yourselves for what I did. It was the most appropriate ending to my mouse stories. But you won't believe it. I got a box and got that mouse into the box!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I caught a mouse for real!!!! I went running out to the storage shed where Josh was working to show off my feat. He looked at me sympathetically in a "I promise we will get you the help you need" kind of way. I was so excited. I couldn't get over the fact that I had done it. Well, after the trauma of personally killing that other mouse by way of tree force, I took the mouse out to the field and let it go. Okay honestly, I kind of flipped out and dumped him and he probably suffered a concussion if not instant death, but I felt like I had done the right thing.
So, those are my last mouse stories. Who knows what stories this next season will bring. Next time I write I will no longer be in my house in the country. It is still not sinking in. I hope you all will join me for the next chapter of my life, but until then....here's one for the road!!