Lint Licker

So, I have a problem.  Well let's be honest I have a lot of problems but one MAIN problem right now.  I have a mouse in my house -- ok, let's be honest again I have a lot of MICE!  

Stand off in the kitchen

I noticed the problem last week, a mouse was running around my living room while I laid on the couch watching tv.  Next thing you know it stands in the middle of my kitchen staring at me -- with his little mouse feet and his little mouse tail touching my floor.  Gross, so gross.  I forgot about the mouse after that night until Sunday...

 

Tiffany calls me and tells me that our dryer smells like rotten food.  I first wonder if I'm going to find some more toast or random food item (sausage ball) that was put into my dyer at one time or another. [idiots].  I then remembered this time last year my dryer smelled awful, I took it apart like literally took the entire thing apart to find a dead mouse.

 

Lint Licker

I got home on Sunday, took off the back plate and there he was, silly mouse got fried.  He wasn't near as rotten as the one last year but there was still blood and a lot of smelliness.  Luckily Cory was around to assist --he got me a Wal-Mart bag and gagged while he watched me get the dead mouse off the dryer.  [both of us with weak stomachs will be trouble one day]

I thought to myself -- well that mouse is dead, thank God it is gone and that problem is solved.  Nope, not so much.  Yesterday, I smelled something when I went into the laundry room, searched around thinking surely Hank didn't pee in here.  Then I found the stinky stuff -- mouse poop and pee behind my washer and dryer.  I went to get some cleaner out from under my sink to clean my laundry room and that is when the freak out really started......I pulled out the paper towels and what was attached to it -- POOP!!!  I have NEVER, I mean NEVER had mouse droppings in my cabinets.  My cabinets are new and I had no idea that they would be getting inside them.  But they did - it was under my sink and I was not a happy camper from this point forward.  SICK.  {on a side note, I have said SICK more times in the past 48 hours than I have in a long time}.  

I tried to clean as much of the laundry room as I could, dang those front load washer and dryers are heavy!!  I was doing a few things in the kitchen before I went to bed and I see a mouse on my counter!! 

ON MY COUNTER TOP!

Stop the music, it was on my granite which in itself freaked me out!  I called Cory (who was asleep) for him to tell me it was Nooooo big deal that I had a crazy mouse running around on my granite counter tops, that it happens when you live in the country and I just need to get a mouse trap and catch it.  Well, I thought it was a big deal and I was freaked out.  So the search begins, I dig out everything under my sink and I find a possible entrance.  SICK. No luck on finding mouse traps or glue traps -- at this point I'm thinking about getting a cat. 

I go to bed with my kitchen a wreck and so angry at the little suckers for trying to take over our home.  Luckily, Tiffany is a country girl and understands these things happen... but she thinks it is such as sick as I do.  [We will both call our Daddy's before this is all over with!]  Tonight, my plan is to CLEAN!  and KILL!  This weekend - my plans are to kill mice, replace vents under my house, stop up all holes getting into my house, and kill mice.  Anyone have a cat?  

Sick.

My kitchen right now - time to clean.  Notice the flower vases and the liquor bottles.  Maybe someone should send me flowers and buy me a drink after this traumatic experience.

Here kitty kitty kitty.....to be continued....