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Published on: 08 Nov 2011 by jackie_walsh
Okay, so Halloween was last week, right? But this is a true story of an invasion of our house by furry grey monsters with red beady eyes and how we managed to fight back and save our house and the whole planet earth :D Now you might say that, because the monstors were only four inches long and there were only two of them (we hope), "You call that an invasion of monsters?" All I can say is "You had to be there!" So this story doesn't have much to do with fashion unless you wear furs, but I thought it might be good for a laugh.
It started last week actually, so maybe it is a Halloween story. Our two cats (Kate and Pippa) started spending a lot of time skulking around the basement, even sometimes when they were being fed. Definitely not normal!!! They often go down there to kill crickets who come in from the outside when the weather starts turning colder, and my sister and me are always picking up cricket arms and legs (Yuccchhh). But this definitely seemed more serious. But we couldn't really find anything that could explain it.
So on Sunday morning, my mom and sister were sitting in the dining room eating breakfast and I went to the kitchen to put more bread in the toaster. As I went to cut the bread, all of a sudden this black furry creature raced out from underneath the toaster and ran behind the blender and under the mixer. Of course, I reacted like any brave monster hunter would. I shrieked at the top of my lungs, dropped the knife and bread, and ran into the dining room yelling "Mouse! Mouse! Mouse!" Now you have to understand that when I was little I used to hate all kinds of creepy crawlies like bugs, worms, snakes, and definitely mice. I even hated the feeling when caterpillars would crawl on your skin or if someone would put them down your back or your shorts or something. (Who wouldn't???) But eventually, I got a lot better about it and it doesn't bother me that much now. So I am not really afraid of mice; it was just the suprise that shocked me. So when I realized what it was, I calmed down. Plus Julia was rolling on the floor laughing at me, so I figured I had to act "tough."
So then mom and Julia and I go on a mouse hunt. You have to understand that my mom never kills anything alive (maybe mosquitoes, but nothing else). So the plan was that we'd catch the mouse and let him (or her, it could be a Minnie not a Mickey) outside. So there are the three of us with pots moving stuff off the counter. Well everytime we moved something, the mouse would run and hide someplace else. It was hilarious. Finally, he ran off the counter and under the refrigerator. So we just gave up. Pippa laid in front of the refrigerator sniffing and pawing the rest of the morning.
Well on to Plan B. Mom and I went to the hardware store and bought a "kindness" trap for the mouse. It's a little box about 9 inches by 6 inches with a sort of alley that the mouse goes into and then a lever that trips a door that locks him intothe bigger part of the box. They have all kind of poisons and glue paper and stuff, but my mom would never use those (I'm proud of her for that). So we came home and set the trap up on the counter next to the refrigerator and went out shopping again.
When we got home (about two hours later) the counter was totally pushed apart. The trap was moved and the blender tipped over and Pippa (the brave one) was pawing at the trap. When we looked through the clear top, we saw a cute little furry field mouse. So we took the trap outside. slid the door open, and the mouse jumped out and ran away. So we figured that's it, right, and put the trap away. But not quite! Next morning, we got up and found both cats chasing something. Another mouse!!!! So out comes the trap and the same thing happens again: mouse caught, mouse set free outside.
Well, so far that seems to be that. The trap's been empty for the last day. So I guess we're safe from the monster invasion for now anyway and can go back to worrying about important things like which shoes go best with these jeans and that blazer. :))))))))))))))