Monday, February 22, 2010

Eeeww!

So I just got in the door from work, and Numbers Two and Three Sons meet me at the door. "Puzzle got a mouse."

What, in the house? "No, outside. We brought her in and put her in her crate. The mouse is on the patio." Puzzle is a sixty pound Labradoodle, not a cat, BTW. She has also gotten rabbits and once a possum (that got up and ran off after playing dead on our patio for an hour).

So I grab a bag and to pooper scooper, figuring I'll tie it up and toss it in the barrel. Kids get so squeamish. I walk to the back patio, glance around, then turn toward the door.

Mouse my a$$! There was an ENORMOUS, DEAD RAT right next to my back steps. We're talking larger than most squirrels.

I knock on the back door, request a larger bag, gingerly lift said enormous rodent by the tail using the scooper - "Jaws" - and drop it in the bag. A few minutes before I can touch the bag and tie it shut. I wheeled the barrel out of the garage and then put the bag in it.

If you need me, I'll be hiding in my room, watching the adrenalin based BG spike....

5 comments:

phonelady said...

Oh I so heard that how do kids get mouse when it really is a rat ? I think I would have lost my cookies over that one lol !!!

Michelle said...

Oh lovely! And you didn't stop to take a picture to post on your blog?! Or to think to tell number Two son that number One son would have picked it up and seen if he you could psych him into doing it? Naw, number Two is too smart, but number Three is young enough that you might have gotten away with it :-)

My word verification is "canonv" -- how appropriate as a canon might have been handy in this situation - nothing left to clean up.

Val said...

@michelle - no, no picture - I'm still seeing the darn thing every time I close my eyes. My only thought was "eew, eew, get it out, get it out!!!!"

Which is odd because mice don't bother me at all - I've even had them run across my face while camping, and while I was not pleased, I was not this wigged out about it...

Michelle said...

Yeah, but there's a huge difference between a little field mouse and a big, ugly, disease ridden rat. Mice are cute - rats are not. We deal with wildlife all the time here - Chris has been feeding a possum all week that can't find food in the snow - but honestly I'd be pretty icked out about a rat!

Stephanie Jewett, RN, MBA said...

That is a great story! Stephanie