So, yesterday, I made myself a little light lunch, and while it was heating up, I employed one of my favorite quotes - "Life is uncertain, eat dessert first!" I nibbled a little on one of Grandma's Delicious cookies (see below) and left half of it for later.
When I came back from doing some of my homework, I discovered the cookie half stuck in one of the burners on my stove. A little furry "friend" must have been reading my blog about Grandma's cookies and perhaps he figured that since I am a librarian, I might actually go through all the antics of the delightful book, "If you give a mouse a cookie..."
Not so lucky here! He had already nibbled on another cookie and we've been waiting for him! (Don't get between me and my cookies!) This meant war! So I drug the "Tomcat" mousetrap onto the stove, to lay in wait for his return. John added peanut butter to sweeten the lure. And we waited to hear the deadly "SNAP." (cue evil laugh here!)
Well, there was no SNAP - and no peanut butter - this morning when we awoke. Very clever, little mouse.
But later, I was again quietly going about my homework when....SNAP!!! We had him!!
Oh, wait....I had him...all alone...just me and the rattling, scrambling mouse - still alive, trapped, and the Tomcat now stuck in the same position as my poor cookie. Now what do I do?
Three panicked calls to John later, I was armed with leather gloves, two trembling hands, a bucket (with a layer of ice in the bottom), a piece of plywood, and a pounding heart. I had to pull the burner grill off the stove, swoop up the mouse and trap without pulling it off his leg, and dump him in the bucket, locking him in with the giant sheet of plywood. There he rests until my Prince Charming can come home and rescue me.
A tiny mouse has reduced me to a quivering bowl of Jell-o.
If a mouse steals a cookie at Sally's house, BEWARE!!!!!!!! She might scream you to death!
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You should hear me kill a bug!
(Brian will actually get up for a kill late at night if one crosses my path when I'm up late...he's gotten so good he can almost "do it in his sleep!")
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