Let's all pause for a moment of silence....my poor little mouse whom I have co-habitated with since day one is now dead and gone. It was a traumatizing experience for the little mouse and for me as well! I will never ever forget this day as long as I live.
Here's the story: I finally decided to set out more sticky traps once Heather left. The mouse had eaten her coconut M&M's and nibbled on a bunch of the snacks Mama and Papa sent me. I just couldn't take it any longer so I set out four traps. I put two in the kitchen and two in the living room. I noticed that the one I put by the piano had little mouse prints in it so I know it stepped on it but somehow got away. Smart little mouse I must say. The next night I sort of moved them around a little bit but still to no avail. Last night I put a sticky trap that was by the heater in the living room next to the mirror right next to the opening in the hallway. I'll show you....![]()
I have seen the little mouse cross this way almost every day so I figured it would be a really good place for it.
Well, it was the perfect place for it because I woke up this morning to find a tiny little mouse stuck on the trap. I thought it was dead so I just stared at it for a minute and almost cried. Those sticky traps are just awful!!! I know it's a mouse and it has eaten my food but a sticky trap? What was I thinking?!!! Never again. Here's why...after I had taken a shower and gotten ready for the day of course I had to tell my family that I caught it but when I looked at it again I could see it's little tummy moving really fast. DANG IT!!!! I thought it was DEAD!!!! So now I feel awful and really don't know what to do! Then I see it pick it's head up and then wimper! GEEZ now i'm feeling like the worst, inhumane person in the whole world. I'm still on the phone with my parents and they are laughing at me now because we all know how dramatic I can be but this situation really called for that reaction. Papa just told me to pick up the trap and stick it in a plastic bag, seal it up and throw it away. Well, I thought that should be easy enough but noooooo, of course not!
When I went to pick up the trap that poor little mouse started wiggling and was trying to get off the sticky pad because he knew what I was about to do. I start screaming bloody murder and shaking all over, but I finally got it in the bag, tied it up and threw it in the dumpster.
Man oh man! That was the worst feeling in the world. I tortured a poor mouse and it tortured me in return because now I have to live with that memory forever! The moral of this story is: Don't sublet from a dirty, nasty boy that doesn't ever clean and don't ever, ever, ever, ever, use sticky traps if you are trying to catch a mouse. Use the old fashioned kind that snap.
The END
Love,
A traumatized forever, Miss Gulley in Manhattan
Here's the story: I finally decided to set out more sticky traps once Heather left. The mouse had eaten her coconut M&M's and nibbled on a bunch of the snacks Mama and Papa sent me. I just couldn't take it any longer so I set out four traps. I put two in the kitchen and two in the living room. I noticed that the one I put by the piano had little mouse prints in it so I know it stepped on it but somehow got away. Smart little mouse I must say. The next night I sort of moved them around a little bit but still to no avail. Last night I put a sticky trap that was by the heater in the living room next to the mirror right next to the opening in the hallway. I'll show you....
I have seen the little mouse cross this way almost every day so I figured it would be a really good place for it. Well, it was the perfect place for it because I woke up this morning to find a tiny little mouse stuck on the trap. I thought it was dead so I just stared at it for a minute and almost cried. Those sticky traps are just awful!!! I know it's a mouse and it has eaten my food but a sticky trap? What was I thinking?!!! Never again. Here's why...after I had taken a shower and gotten ready for the day of course I had to tell my family that I caught it but when I looked at it again I could see it's little tummy moving really fast. DANG IT!!!! I thought it was DEAD!!!! So now I feel awful and really don't know what to do! Then I see it pick it's head up and then wimper! GEEZ now i'm feeling like the worst, inhumane person in the whole world. I'm still on the phone with my parents and they are laughing at me now because we all know how dramatic I can be but this situation really called for that reaction. Papa just told me to pick up the trap and stick it in a plastic bag, seal it up and throw it away. Well, I thought that should be easy enough but noooooo, of course not!
When I went to pick up the trap that poor little mouse started wiggling and was trying to get off the sticky pad because he knew what I was about to do. I start screaming bloody murder and shaking all over, but I finally got it in the bag, tied it up and threw it in the dumpster.
Man oh man! That was the worst feeling in the world. I tortured a poor mouse and it tortured me in return because now I have to live with that memory forever! The moral of this story is: Don't sublet from a dirty, nasty boy that doesn't ever clean and don't ever, ever, ever, ever, use sticky traps if you are trying to catch a mouse. Use the old fashioned kind that snap.
The END
Love,
A traumatized forever, Miss Gulley in Manhattan
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