In the last fortnight my little bit of Bohemia was invaded by rodents , or maybe – hopefully, but highly unlikely to be- just ONE mouse.
Everyone knows the chances of JUST one mouse are enough to fuel the improbability drive to Neptune and back.
So there I was in the bathroom at 7am when suddenly a little rat like creature emerged and was black beady eyes and dark grey fur about 4 inches long, sans tail. Well, it had a tail, but I’m not including that in the measurement.
Cue screams enough to wake the neighbours and son arrives post haste and by this time it has vamoosed *past me* and into the impossible small gap where the pipe goes into the wall. I THINK. Anyway I stuffed said gaps with steel wool ( Ha!) and set traps and what not.
Then a few days go by, with us checking traps and contacting water ( to check drains) and council and everyone else I can think of, getting quotes of upwards of £45 for ONE visit. I’d already spent a LARGE amount of money on traps, steel wool, poisons and an electronic zappy trap.
So Saturday I’m sat in the kitchen – again, bright daylight-and it comes UNDER the door ( again a tweeny little gap) and runs past me again and goes behind the fridge.
So now I’m not going in the kitchen OR the bathroom and it’s looking like I’m being driven out of my home!
So traps in the kitchen. And I wasn’t going in there unless I had one of my house mates with me.
Bad times. I forgot to say I also looked in the upstairs cupboard where I’d kept the top of the cake I had made for son 2, Arnie’s face ( long story) and it had been GNAWED and various clothes chewed up and made into nesting , presumably. Garghhh.
BUT then a few days ago we were checking the traps and K was blithely assuming they were all empty when we opened the zappy one that takes 4 x AA batteries and !!!!
THERE was the varmint. Much to K’s shock; and then L pokes it with a spoon. K says ‘we’re not using that spoon again?’
L takes trap outside to empty it and I’m screaming ‘Put your shoes on’ and ‘double bag , double bag it’ and ‘Not in there’ and ‘Aaarghh’
..and then he comes back in, without the trap, so we have to get it and re-set it, because *surely* there’s more?
The saga continues.