Mouse update from Sunday
I purchased steel wool for $9 and plugged every potential hole there might be in the house. If there was a little man in the house, he wasn’t getting out now.
Mary Grace purchased traps (sticky and metal). I was opposed to sticky cause of the gruesome stories I’d heard. But she was out for vengeance. He did eat through her Twizzlers bag.
7:30AM I notice something on the sticky trap.
7:31AM I run to Mary Grace’s room
7:32AM From behind the corner, Mary Grace confirms to me it is the mouse
7:33AM Mary Grace realizes he is still alive
7:34AM I let out small whimper
7:34 1/2 AM We call Kyle, as he just left the apartment, to have him come back. He does not answer.
7:35AM We try to wake up Taylor to deal with the problem
7:36AM Taylor hates us
7:37AM I prepare for work, totally paranoid, with only the sound of Matt Lauer’s sweet sweet voice for comfort
8:15AM After running past the kitchen quickly while singing to myself, I leave for work
10:30AM The problem is disposed of before Taylor heads to work. Right Taylor??? RIGHT????
So inhumane and so gross. I didn’t expect to catch it. I’m still on edge. Bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh.
Hopefully with steel wool in place, this will not be an issue again.
If it does become a problem again, at least now I’ll know how I react… like a total freak.
11:07AM Taylor texts cruel joke saying he put mouse in fridge for dinner
11:08AM I shed a single tear out of pure fear