Sunday, January 9, 2011

the cutest home invader ever.

uh oh
*image care of google, but this is exactly the darling little face we are dealing with. He is SO TINY, how could we hurt this?

I'll start from the beginning...
On the morning of January 1st, Billy was sitting at his desk in the computer room, and out of nowhere, this little guy comes wandering up to his steaming plate of french toast that is sitting on the desk, waiting to be eaten. Billy calmly exclaims "THERE IS A MOUSE IN HERE,.. ON MY DESK"

So immediately we close the office door, hustle the cat (Moose, obviously, the other cat probably befriended the damn mouse) in with us and tell him to "GO GET IT!!!". Now, I didn't want the cat to hurt the mouse, just to corner it so we could nab him safely.

It worked perfectly, it was like Moose read our minds: he simply chased the mouse out, cornered him without any injury, we got the little guy into a box, walked across the street to the high school (train tracks, lots of grass to hide in! heaven for a mouse right?!) released him, did the most epic high five ever and went home without a thought of him coming back! ALL WAS GOOD!! YAY! Peta would never throw flour on us! We saved a mouse!


I DID plug up a few spots where I thought he may have gotten in, and I did not do a good job, as he managed to dig right back through. SIGH.
I have re-plugged every hole and tiny crack with steel wool (pro tip: mice only need 1/4 inch to crawl through! ack!) and Moose is doing his job of checking the entire perimeter of the house, cupboards and closets included, every 20 minutes when i tell him to "GO GET IT!"

Crossing my fingers that I have plugged the mouse out of the house and that Moose will not find him before we do. If anybody has any cruelty free tips, send them my way!

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